Jail is already hellish. Prison is where the vacations are taken.
How about Hell?
Let him stay there forever. Staff the prison with women who write those love letters to them(it’s feb14). That way the taxpayers don’t have to pay them.They’ll do it for free.
OOPs sorry about mis-spelling scholarships/ I don’t need two ‘o’s, now do I?
Let him stay there forever. Staff the prison with women who write those love letters to them(it’s feb14). That way the taxpayers don’t have to pay them.They’ll do it for free.
Let him stay there forever. Staff the prison with women who write those love letters to them(it’s feb14). That way the taxpayers don’t have to pay them.They’ll do it for free.
I’ve been a prosecutor and defense counsel. There are always more than one reason why someone would actually prefer jail.
When I was a prosecutor, we had an “Otis Campbell” type of town drunk. He basically lived in a shack with very little in the way of modern amenities. In November, he would contrive a reason to get arrested. In March, he would be ready to come to Court, and take a plea to time served. The third November he tried this, I just left his paperwork in my desk drawer and told the Judge to release him. He was shocked that the taxpayers wouldn’t provide him with “winter quarters.” He had to wander one county over to get his vacation.
On the other hand, some of the requirements that local governments put on “probation” are so extreme (and really just a way to squeeze money out of the minor offender), that a lot of my clients are more than happy to take 15-30 days out of their lives and just be done with it.
I am reminded of the O’Henry story in which a vagrant tries to get arrested in order to spend the winter in jail with “3 hots and a cot”. Christmas is fast approaching and no matter what he does, he cannot get arrested; everyone is too full of the holiday spirit to press charges.
As he stands outside a church to consider his next move, he hears the sweet voices of the choir inside and undergoes a complete change of heart. Standing there listening, he realizes that he has wasted his entire life and resolves to clean up and get a job.
Suddenly, he feels a hand on his shoulder. It’s the cops, who promptly arrest him for loitering.
I was thinking about poor houses and found this in a search. It is interesting if you scroll down and read how the County started the poorhouse, what they got paid and what they ate and other stuff. very interesting
http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~nyallega/poorhouse.html
Should jails slash budget,& purposely become more Hellish?
I’ve actually discussed this with people. Take away the risks associated with dropping a bar of soap in the shower or other prisoners, time in an American prison could almost be like a sabatical. TV, library, workout room. free food and medical.
Jails are just bus stations for convicts and inmates.
End recidivism by not allowing criminals to return to jail, the author says?
Somebody has been smoking the koolaid, again!
Here is a novel idea: Execute violent criminals & make nonviolent prison inmates pay for their upkeep via work. Those that wont work, don't eat. Violent inmates are executed.
They need to put work back on the plate, no tv and no sports, and none of the goodies.
A little stay at ‘Camp Joe Stalin’ might do the trick.