Ode to Boblink
First off, this isn't really an ode. I don't know why I chose that title, other
than it satisfies a certain need for perverse irony I feel when I'm angry about
something. I started writing this piece several months ago and then quit because
I was too angry to write about it. I'm still angry, but it is far enough away that
I think I can get through it. Second, there is no Bob, or at least that's not his
real name. Bob is just the generic name I use when I can't think up anything catchy.
Keep in mind that while in some respects I am talking about society in general,
I am most concerned with individuals who end up in my facility. Also, I had intended
to post this in multiple parts, but I've got it done, I'm having trouble with the
"cut and paste" from Word Pad, and I've got the time to mess with it right
now so you get the whole thing.
BOB
Recently we had a mentally ill client at our facility. Actually, we had (and still
have) several. Bob was sort of a microcosm of the main issues we are dealing with
when we have mentally ill clients at the facility. Bob was't the brightest guy around,
but his intelligence was more than adequate to be functional, and certainly sufficient
to get him into trouble when he tried to be sneaky. Bob was in the system and in
our facility in particular because he had committed a few relatively minor crimes
and had a history of violence. It was really a very simple deal. All he needed was
regular medication and qualified trained individuals to work with him on dealing
with his illness.
Bob went to jail. This happened for several reasons. Among them, we couldn't get
professional assistance to stabilize and monitor his medications to see that they
were working. The local Mental Health Department couldn't or wouldn't provide services
to him. They kept promising assistance to him and then kept rescheduling his appointments.
(We have documented a certain reluctance by mental health professionals in the community
to work with potentially violent clients. Now they would never come out and say
they don't want to work with these individuals because they are afraid of them,
and I would never openly accuse any of them of being cowards, but, it is surprising
how effectively an individual can be excluded from basic mental health services
if there is any hint of a history of violence in their past.)
Eventually, Bob got frustrated. We couldn't let him leave our facility to live in
the community without medication, programming and housing in place and he couldn't
get any of those things. As he grew more and more frustrated, he eventually got
to the point that he was unable to maintain control of his own behavior. (Of course
we will never know if it was simple frustration or whether his medication was not
working.) He eventually threatened another client and had to be sent to jail. Now
it may be that Bob isn't really a very nice person and he may, in fact, deserve
to go to prison, but I don't know that, because we never got a chance to see whether
he would take responsibility for his actions because we never got to see him function
under the influence of stabilized medications. Because of Bob, I came face to face
with the nature of the beast, so to speak.
THE NATURE OF THE BEAST
In the middle part of last century, mentally ill people went to the hospital. Asylums,
Sanitariums, State and private hospitals, and there may be more names I'm not familiar
with, but still hospitals in some sense of the word. I vaguely remember the social
stigma attached to being crazy in that time. You sent your crazy relatives to the
hospital "for their protection" but that was code for "so they don't
cause a scandal and embarrass us." There were well over half a million people
in state mental hospitals in 1959.
Based on a population of over 177
million at the time, that was roughly 0.3 % of the US institutionalized due
to mental illness. The shift to "de-institutionalization" had dropped
the public psychiatric hopital population to around 70,000
by the late 1990's, or roughly 0.02% of the current
US population.
"De-institutionalization" came about for a variety of reasons. I think
part of it was due to the general social climate. As the sixties moved on, it was
less scandalous to have a crazy relative. After all, how scandalous could it be
when there was rock and roll, hippies, drugs, free love, psychedelic everything,
including art, music, drugs and clothes. There was also a growing perception that
psychiatric hospital were problematic. In the public mind, hospitals became equated
with human warehouses, where there was minimal upkeep, because all the patients
were heavily medicated, drooling zombies who spent their days doing the "Thorazine
shuffle". Hospitals were also expensive. Even if they are nothing more than
human warehouses, they still take a lot of staff to operate.
The answer apparently seemed obvious. We would provide care in the community. It
would be less expensive, more humane and the patients would be able to lead more
fulfilling lives.
Well, I think it is safe to say that it didn't work out to be the Mental Health
utopia advocates envisioned. First, community programs were never sufficiently funded.
Second, mental health advocates assumed that mental health patients in the community
would have access to appropriate medications and that they would take them. Sane,
rational people have trouble understanding that if you think you are Jesus Christ
or you think God is talking to you, you probably don't think you need medications.
(I realize that that was an overly dramatic statement. Most mentally ill individuals
don't think they are Jesus, but the point is that one of the features of some mental
illnesses, especially schizophrenia, is the lack of insight into the disease. In
other words, you don't know you are sick. And if you don't know you are sick or
don't believe you are sick, why would you take medications? Especially ones that
tend to slow you down and make you groggy, which most of them do, to one degree
or another.)
The third major problem was that: "Advocates assumed that mentally ill individuals
would voluntarily seek psychiatric treatment if they needed it. As it turned out,
about half of the patients discharged from psychiatric hospitals did not seek treatment
once out of the hospital. Many of those who suffer from schizophrenia and manic-depressive
disorder do not believe themselves to be ill. These untreated individuals constitute
most of the mentally ill population who are homeless or in jail, and who commit
violent acts."(source)
And that is the error in thinking that is most relevant to my work, that mental
health advocates somehow forgot or ignored the fact that some mentally ill individuals
are violent, especially when un-medicated.
THE RIGHT TO BE CRAZY
Apparently we all now have the right to be crazy. And that right was established
for us by out friends, the lawyers. In essence, a series of legal rulings have established
(generally speaking, of course) that you can't compel individuals to medicate themselves
and you can't intervene until after they have done something violent. There are
laws in some states that provide for "outpatient commitment" requiring
a mentally ill individual to take medication in order to stay out of the hospital.
However, "Lawsuits brought by the American Civil Liberties Union and Washington-based
Bazelon Center for Mental Health Law have changed most states criteria for outpatient
commitment. Individuals must be classified as an imminent danger to themselves or
others before they can be involuntarily treated, either in the hospital or in the
community; this criterion is strictly applied. Most psychotic individuals, who are
merely making threats against others or living on the streets and eating out of
garbage cans, are not deemed legally sick enough to qualify for outpatient commitment."(source)
WHERE DO THEY GO?
So where are all those violent mentally ill individuals? Eventually most of them
end up in the legal system. While making threats against others isn't sufficient
grounds to get you the help you need (whether you want it or not) it is against
the law. "Bureau of Justice Statistics for midyear 1998 reported that an
estimated 283,000 mentally ill adults were incarcerated in the nations prisons and
jails, and another 547,800 adults with histories of mental illness or treatment
were being supervised on probation.3 Nearly one-third of mentally ill offenders
in the study also abused alcohol (a "dual diagnosis"). Growing numbers
of mentally ill offenders have strained correctional systems, which are not designed
or staffed to manage them." (source)
(I might point out here that "dual diagnosis" is not the current euphemism
of choice. Now the buzzword is "co-occurring disorders".)
Because we won't deal with the problems of the mentally ill, either in the community
or in appropriate institutions, violent mentally ill individuals end up in the Courts.
A basic principle of the Adult courts system is that the Court should do what is
best for the community (as opposed to the Juvenile system, where, due to a perceived
lessened degree of responsibility due to immaturity, the Court is supposed to do
what is best for the juvenile.) Violent mentally ill individuals throw a huge monkey
wrench into the Adult court system. Few judges are willing to hold mentally ill
individuals fully accountable for their actions due to a perceived lessened degree
of responsibility due to their illness.
Judges, then are faced with a nearly impossible task of appropriately sentencing
violent mentally ill individuals. Sending them to state psychiatric hospitals is
generally not an option, as many state hospitals won't accept violent mental patients
(yes, I know that sounds ridiculous, but at least in this state, it is true) or
will discharge them within a few days (after medicating them) because they are no
longer a danger to themselves or others while medicated.
Judges can't ignore their responsibility to the community. They just can't ignore
the potential danger to citizens. Yet, they can't ignore their responsibility to
taxpayers, as it is expensive to send violent mentally ill persons to prison and
most of them don't need to be in prison as long as they are medicated. (see a pattern
here?)
Judges often try to put violent mentally ill individuals on probation. When this
happens, they usually order the individual to participate in mental health counseling.
(Which may not be available, or they may not be able to pay for, or which they may
not qualify for, because they are 1) violent or 2) a criminal. As I alluded to earlier,
one could come to the conclusion that mental health service delivery systems only
want to deal with "nice" crazy people.) Judges also usually order these
individuals to take medications as prescribed. Except that they may not have access
to the medications (because they usually don't have a steady income and are not
likely to maintain employment without supervision) and even if they have access,
they may not take regularly (either because they are not capable of maintaining
a regular medication routine or because they don't think they need them.)
This sort of probationary supervision sometimes work for a while, as long as the
client isn't too ill, the meds are available, there is regular professional assistance
(e.g. counseling and monitoring medications), the client has a regular source of
income (either through family, state assistance, or they are lucky enough to find
a job they can do and keep), and the probation officer knows what they are doing
(i.e. they under stand the nature of the illness, they prioritize treatment of the
illness, and they don't try to hold the mentally ill individual to the same standards
of behavior as "regular" clients). Usually some link in this chain breaks.
At that point it is only a matter of time until the client violates the orders of
their probation (often violently).
The Judge ends up with little choice but to send the individual to prison. Now we
have a significant portion of our mentally ill population warehoused in our prisons.
(see quote above) It is hare to argue that this warehousing (mixed in with true
criminals) is in any way more humane that the state hospitals of the 50's.
NOW WHAT
Where do we go from here? Well, get out your wallet, it is going to cost money no
matter what we do. It really amounts to a "pay me now or pay me later"
situation.
One possibility is to improve the delivery of services in the community. We could
adequately fund the necessary programs. We would have to have a change in the Mental
Health system mindset, however. The new mindset would have to be that violent mental
health patients can't be excluded from services, a realization that they won't participate
voluntarily and some level of coercion is necessary (the courts would be fine in
that regard), and the system would have to get over the "it's the client's
choice" mentality when dealing with these individuals specifically. When all
is said and done, it may actually be easier to come up with the money than to change
the mindset.
The second possibility is to improve probation. We could fund programs to train
probation officers to correctly supervise violent mental health patients. We could
fund the placement of mental heath professionals is the probation system to provide
services within the framework of the probation system, who could operate in the
"non-voluntary" world.
A third possibility is to expand the state hospitals. If we are going to warhouse
violent mental health patients, it would seem better to do it in a state hospital.
They would be more likely to get adequate treatment and would be less likely to
be victimized by hard-core criminals.
The fourth possibility is to do nothing. If so, the number of violent mentally health
patients in prison will continue to expand. We will end up paying later for more
prisons. The only real advantage in doing it this way is that the cost is hidden,
because the violent mentally ill felon just shows up as another criminal in the
system. This gives "law and order" candidates something to rant about
at election time, because on paper it looks like the crime rate is going up and
we need more prison beds.
Of course, I have an opinion on the matter. I think ideally, the first option is
the best. The mental health system is already there. Theoretically it is best equipped
to deal with the problem. It's just that I have absolutely no confidence in the
mental health system's ability to adjust their operational mindset (or at least
not in the short amount of time necessary). Frankly, I don't think it will happen.
I think the most viable option is to improve probation. Probations officers are
used to dealing with a variety of social problems. With appropriate resources, they
can probably handle it. The real weakness of this approach is that it doesn't address
the needs of the violent mentally ill individuals who are not yet in the system.
I don't think expanding state hospitals is an option. It would require massive funding
to expand their capacity. It would take a massive re-thinking of our rules for admission
and length of stay criteria for the hospitals. The necessary changes are probably
not viable under current civil liberties law.
My best guess is that we won't do any of those and will end up building more prisons
to take the problem off our streets and out of our sight. But, make no mistake.
We will end up paying for it The violent mentally ill are going to be dealt with
one way or another.
by Cziltang
Posted: Monday, April 19 2004 06:02:40 PM
Partition Boy Strikes Againlink
I'm really depressed.
Several years ago, when our organization was not as computerized as it is now and
when the IT department was much looser, a couple of us who knew a bit about it did
most of the maintenance and upgrades on the computers at our facility. Nothing fancy,
mostly upgrading memory and video and sound cards, things like that. At the same
time I was re-building my own computer at home. It was a nearly complete upgrade.
Starting with the motherboard, I upgraded most of what I had. The crowning glory
was a new 133 mhz processor. In the process, I partitioned and re-formatted my hard
drive and re-installed my operating system (Windows 95). (I know I'm showing my
age here, as I started on Windows 3.1, but then I have an Apple II computer in the
basement. Of course I also remember when phones were rotary dial.) Anyway, the point
of the introduction is that I was telling one of the IT guys about my upgrade, and
for some reason he thought that me knowing how to format and partition a hard drive
made me somehow dangerous. So the IT guys started calling me "partition boy".
I'm not really sure why, but for a while, it stuck.
A couple of days ago I was tired and pretty toasted from work, so I did what I always
do to clear my head: I found a project that would make me think about something
completely different for a while. I have two hard drives on my computer and the
second one is partitioned into two parts. The second part is extra storage for things
like mp3's. On the first part I had installed Mandrake Linux. I never really got
comfortable with linux and there were a lot of programs I wanted to install, so
I thought it would be easier to just re-install it with all the stuff I wanted,
rather than go through program by progam (or package by package, in linux terms).
So that's the project I started on.
I guess I was a lot more tired than I thought. In the installation process there
is a part where you re-format the partitions to wipe out old data for the new installation.
Apparently my attention was wandering a bit, as I elected to wipe all the partitions,
including the Windows storage. I realized what I had done about a half second after
I clicked on the button that started the process. Unfortunately, that was about
three quarters of a second too late. So, I lost a couple of GB worth of mp3's. (cough,
cough) Not that I had any illegally download material (cough, cough, just in case
anyone from the RIAA is reading this) but I did have lots of copies of my CD's grouped
into playlists, etc. and I had a couple of legitimately downloaded Grateful Dead
shows (which on a 56k modem take all night to download).
Right now, I don't feel like starting the process of replacing all that material,
so I guess I'll just have to use my CD player. The Grateful Dead shows will have
to wait until I get a high speed internet connection.
I must still be really tired, as when I started typing this there was a point to
this story, but now I can't remember what it was. Update: 4/18/04 7:00 PM: It occurs
to me now, that if there was no point to the story, there was no point to posting
it. I'm sure my father would agree with that, but then he doesn't know I do this.
I'm not sure why I've never told him about it. I guess its kind of like a bumper
sticker I saw around town when I was growing up. It said, "Please don't
tell my folks I work in the oil fields. They think I play piano in a whorehouse."
It also occurs to me that I should cut off this stream of consciousness now before
it gets really out of hand.
by Cziltang
Posted: Sunday, April 18 2004 05:57:39 PM