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Originally Posted by Tempest To be honest, if it was winter and I was on the street I'd find a brick and throw it thru some shop (jewellers) window and just wait for the police to come and put me in the cells.
I'd rather be in prison (low security) with a bed, food, washing facilities etc etc than out on the streets.
I have wondered what the police/court would do with someone who is trying to get into prison for these reasons? |
When I became homeless, within a week, I deliberately got my myself arrested and was remanded at Wandsworth for a week. It was nowhere near as bad as I thought. I was expecting it to be a cross between Scum and American prisons but everyone there was just trying to keep their heads down, serving their time. After 6 days I thought I'd rather take my chances and live on the streets instead. It's a strange feeling being homeless, slightly liberating. I felt lost and found at the same time. Spent the next 3 years homeless trying to sort my life out.
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Originally Posted by paulktreg I've worked in the medical centre of a large Manchester prison and the manager there is convinced that people deliberately go for short sentences just to get their teeth sorted. The prisoners are entitled to completely free dental treatment that would cost them hundreds on the outside, add this to three square meals a day, decent accommodation, gaming consoles, etc, etc, and you can't blame them! |
You should've checked out Wandsworth prison back in 2003. Not quite the holiday camp everyone makes it out to be. My cell held 2 prisoners with a bunk bed. The mattress I slept on was so old and used it was about an inch thick. The metal frame of the bed dug into my body and was incredibly uncomfortable. No TV's, no radios no playstations. Just a desk and chair and toilet next to the bed with no door for privacy. If you wanted to take a dump, you just take it while your cell mate is there 2 feet from you. Because I was there on remand, my daily meal consisted of 1 and potato. The 1 was an orange, which I ate and threw the uncooked potato away.
When I got out, the prison had 'misplaced' my wallet which the guards had obviously stole. But still I did get a doggy bag with a 10p Chomp bar and 12.5g of Golden Virginia, so it wasn't all that bad.