Tag: incarceration

  • New York closes seven prisons

    This is noteworthy in its rarity. Keep in mind that New York is one of the few states that has de-carcertaed over that past decades (and no, crime has not gone up).

    Notice too how most of the article is about jobs and the economy, not crime.

    Notably, Mr. Cuomo spared several large prisons in the northernmost section of the state, where lawmakers had warned of possible economic ruin if the prisons were closed, and he did not shut down any maximum-security prisons, which have no surplus of beds.

    Over all, the closings will allow the prison system, which currently houses about 56,000 inmates, to shed about 3,800 of its 64,000 beds.

    The governor’s office said closing the seven prisons, which together operate at about 70 percent capacity, and moving the inmates to other facilities would save $184 million over the next two years.

  • “Not enough room to swing a cat”

    I just received an email with a subject line that baffled me: “Enough room to swing a cat.” I’ve actually heard that absurd expression, which as far as I knew, came (at least in print) from Mark Twain. I was introduced to the phrase by a Russian translator in Moscow circa 1991 who liked to show off his learned “colloquial” English skills. Once, standing in cramped quarters, he proudly said, “There is not enough room to swing a cat.”

    He was baffled that we had no clue what he was talking about. Ever since, I have chuckled at the image of a class of English-learning Russian students who repeat, in unison, and with thick Russian accents: “Not enough room to swing a cat.”

    Well Peter Dodenhoff, a colleague at John Jay College, was nice enough to school me (schooling is, after all, what what we professors like to do):

    In the days of Rule Britannia, as I suspect you’re familiar, discipline was maintained on board by the use of the cat o’ nine tails. When floggings were called for, they were carried out on deck, for two reasons: This way they would be public events that served as a warning to others, and also the cramped spaces below deck did not provide “enough room to swing a cat.” That cat, of course, was the cat o’ nine tails.

    Cool stuff, eh?

    That is cool stuff. And no, I never put two and two together to realize the link between the expression and flogging. I always pictured a real cat, which makes the expression all the more bizarre, especially when said with a thick Russian accent.

    I became aware of the the naval history of flogging only in response to my article in the Chronicle of Higher Education (which was kind of my book’s public “coming out”). So it didn’t make it into my book, which is a shame, as it would have fit in perfectly.

    The Navy also liked flogging because it didn’t take an essential seaman out of commission by throwing him in the brig. If you weren’t needed, you wouldn’t have been on the ship in the first place! I like to think there is a good analogy here vis-à-vis all of us and why we shouldn’t throw people in society’s brig.

  • Recidivism in Massachusetts

    The Boston Globehas an article on recidivism, parole, and lifers.

  • Perpetual Peonage?

    “I crave felicity…. I’m in a state of peonage that seems perpetual.”

    Whoa. Is this really how outlaw cowboys talk? Who doesn’t crave felicity? I’ve just never put it quite like that.

  • India Seeks a Good Hangman

    There’s a story about this in the New York Times. But what struck me was this:

    Today, even prison officials encourage death row inmates to draft appeals. “At times, we also help the person draft the petition,” said K.V. Reddy, president of the All-India Prison Officers Association, who opposes capital punishment. “Normally, everybody sympathizes with a person who has spent a number of years in prison.”

  • Real Prison Reform

    I like this model, which isn’t that rare in much of the world: “Where Prisoners Can Do Anything, Except Leave.”

    Why not? It’s cheaper. And more humane.

  • Prison for life, as a free man

    I received an email yesterday from Lorne Caplan, who gave me permission to republish it with attribution. I’ve edited it slightly:

    As a former investment banker and having recently been freed from prison in 2007, I have to agree with much of what you said today. Most importantly, it is the culture of eternal punishment that has developed in this country.

    My own situation suggest you are absolutely right to try to avoid prison, since once you have a felony on your record, it is like being branded for life. My own prospects for work have been essentially taken away by what I did and what the system continues to do, as Google can’t seem to lower the references to my incarceration and conviction, and any company with an HR department won’t even consider me.

    As for qualifications, that is also funny, since I have been published in trade and consumer magazines, have the Masters, etc. It doesn’t matter. It only makes me overqualified.

    I am curious if you have run across organizations for white collar criminals that have found no support and a complete taking away of family (my children haven’t had food on occasion because I can’t find work, UPS won’t hire me, McDonald’s and so many others), friends, work prospects etc…. Yes, there should be consequences to peoples actions, but a lifetime of no prospects hurting family, children, etc? I don’t think that is what the US population really would want.

    I was first interrogated as a witness in 2002 and after 21 or so meetings with the FBI, a wire tap, and the usual threats to family, I heard nothing for 3 1/2 years, until one day they showed up at my ex-wife’s door looking for me. The perp walk ensued, lawyers and their expensive (useless) defense, the pleading, sentencing, etc. And all the while, no work, income, devastation to the family, etc. I got out to no prospects, the joke of half-way house, and programs that are menial and insulting. All to say, almost 10 years into this and I am still suffering from the decisions and consequences. I don’t believe those in industry understand that it isn’t just a couple of years and some time playing tennis at a minimum security prison in the US. Your life will be destroyed, completely.

  • Where does that $50,000 go?

    California spends more than $50,000 per prisoner. A few years ago, back when it only costs $49,000 to lock a person up for a year, Mother Jones did a breakdown of where that money goes:

    Security: $20,429

    Medical services: $7,669

    Parole operations: $4,436

    Facility operations: $3,938

    Administration: $2,871

    Psychiatric services: $1,403

    Food: $1,377

    Education: $687

    Records: $513

    Vocational education: $289

    Inmate welfare fund: $282

    Clothing: $152

    Religion: $53

    Activities: $23

    Library: $23

    Transportation: $15

    Sources: Bureau of Justice Statistics; California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation; National Association of State Budget Officers

    And just think, if we cut all those “activities” and “libraries” we give to prisoners, we would be spending only $49,954 per prisoner per year.

  • Makes flogging look better and better

    Louis Theroux visited a Miami “mega-jail.” (You can watch a bunch of his other shows on youtube–I’m quite fond of them.)

    For a bespectacled, peace-loving Englishman, there can be few places less congenial than a berth on the sixth floor of Miami main jail.

    The place has to be seen to be believed. Up to 24 inmates are crowded into a single cell, living behind metal bars on steel bunks, sharing a single shower and two toilets.

    Little of the bright Miami sun filters through the grilles on the windows. Visits to the yard happen twice a week for an hour. The rest of the time, inmates are holed up round the clock, eating, sleeping, and going slightly crazy.

    But what is most shocking is the behaviour of the inmates themselves. For reasons that remain to some extent opaque – perhaps because of the bleak conditions they live in or because of insufficient supervision by officers, maybe because they lack other outlets for their energies, or because of their involvement with gangs on the outside, or maybe from a warped jailhouse tradition – the incarcerated here have created a brutal gladiatorial code of fighting.

    They fight for respect, for food and snacks, or simply to pass the time.

    In some cells inmates boasted that they had a policy of “mandatory rec” for new inmates – meaning any inmate coming into the cell had to fight (or “rec”) for a bunk, unless he was known to other inmates in the cell, in which case he might be granted a reprieve.

    And without privacy, sharing a single shower, many of the men had lost their sense of the normal social barriers – they were around each other continuously, using the toilets, speaking to loved ones on the phone, and, presumably, indulging in other physical functions. And when we were around them, the same rules applied to us – many of them, living like animals, had lost their grip on social norms.

    Another inmate, Rodney Pearson, known as Hot Rod, told me he’d been inside for several years awaiting trial. Prosecutors wanted to give him the death penalty.

    I asked him if, by some quirk of fate, I’d been arrested and sent to their cell, a bespectacled Englishman with a college education who was clearly not cut out to fight, they might let me off the “mandatory rec”. The answer was an emphatic “no”.

    One of the corporals said he thought the county might be happy to make reforms as long as I was happy to stump up the $600m for a new building.

    Keep in mind that these men have not been convicted of any crime (though admittedly most are guilty as charged). And almost all will one day be released, more f*cked up than ever. Can one think of better case In Defense of Flogging?