This is the fifth entry in City Mouse, a column by Morley Musick. Previous entries are here . I had planned a trip a few months ago in order to attend America’s largest prison conference in Orlando, which is hosted twice a year by the American Corrections Association to showcase the latest innovations in surveillance technologies and to encourage networking between correctional officers and prison psychologists and reformers. My partner was reporting on some of the panels and technical changes, and I was hoping to be party to some of the chatter. I had hoped to drink with wardens in hotel lobbies and learn of the terrible things they’d done. But I came down with the flu the first night, and spent the week apart from the conference and from my partner, in a cordoned-off hotel room. For three days I slept, only waking to watch YouTube food creators in a twilight state.…