PI. Does the trial play a role in this evolution?¶
CC. Two factors are responsible, I would say. First, the prevalence of summary hearings that resemble executions. All of it proceed at such a furious pace that there is no time for personality profiling. Sentences are passed without knowledge of the person. Courts do not realise that in so doing, they are sending seriously ill people to prison. If they do realise this, the accused are still helpless. Trials culminate in the dispatch of individuals to prison under the logic that healthcare is available there.
Second, the function of trials has changed. Formerly, justice served to underscore the authority of the state, and the judge served to reaffirm the law. The role of the victim has now magnified, and the focus of the trial errs on the side of the victim.
Now, trials are more about helping victims than judging defendants. The trial has become a place of care.
As if the extent of reparation were related to the weight of the sentence. The heavier the sentence, the more the victim will be able to heal or, like in the especially popular expression, work through their grief. Indeed, if we consider that a victim must identify a recognised perpetrator to achieve closure, it becomes impossible for perpetrators to be considered irresponsible. The Dati Act of 2008 enshrines this change. It was effected in the aftermath of the Dupuy Case, named after a young schizophrenic man who murdered two caregivers at the psychiatric hospital in Pau. The Dati Act makes it possible for the mentally ill to be brought before the examining chamber. The trial is intended to be therapeutic for the victims. The alleged crime goes down in the criminal record, guilt is definitively established, but the accused is declared criminally irresponsible. Healing the victim entails convicting the accused.
PI. How does prison affect the mentally ill?¶
CC. Prison is a catalyst. It escalates everything: the injustice that exists outside its walls, violence, problems. Each one of us toes the line between normality and insanity. Maintaining this equilibrium, albeit with minor daily variations, keeps us stable. All of us rely on artifice to bear our sorrows, our anxieties, our weaknesses. The more means we have to act on our environment, the more we are able to cope with these difficulties. If you experience insomnia, you can get out of bed, smoke a cigarette, take a stroll around the block, snack on something from the refrigerator, listen to the radio, or watch some television. If you experience the same insomnia in prison, you cannot get out of bed because you’re in a cell with two other people, and you can’t afford to step on your cellmate who is asleep on the floor. There’s no television or cigarettes, nowhere to go, no one to talk to, no window to open. You will experience insomnia in full force. So, it is with anxiety and depression.
Prison diminishes the capacity to act. The disciplinary ward intensifies this disempowerment because you are stripped of every means of coping mechanism. All your weaknesses exacerbate irrespective of your particular mental illness.
As for those who are depressed in prison, need I say more? If you’re in prison and not depressed, that’s suspicious. On the other extremity, there are those who suffer from manic episodes and need space to express their madness in their excited psychic state. They must be able to come and go, to run, to yell, to spend all their money. In a 9x9 cell, none of this is possible. The enclosure aggravates their issues and makes their suffering unbearable. Likewise, a person who suffers from hallucinations of persecution is permanently confronted by an inescapable delirium fed by compounded anxiety.
Prison is the home ground of every violence. You are victimised by yourself, your cellmates, the prison officials. You are a victim of confusion and misunderstanding. Of everything.
All stakeholders—doctors, lawyers, prison rehabilitation and probation counsellors (conseiller pénitentiaire d’insertion et de probation, CPIP)— can be cruel, if only by saying, “I don’t have the time to visit him today. I’ll go tomorrow. He’ll be there anyway.” Meanwhile, the person to whom they made a commitment waits expectantly. Prison is certainly not a place to alleviate illnesses.
PI. Are mentally ill prisoners more susceptible to suicide?¶
CC. The urge to commit suicide isn’t necessarily pathological. Suicide sometimes seems like the only route of escape from an unbearable situation. Certain environments push people to commit suicide, and prison is one of them. However, improving the material conditions of imprisonment is within anyone’s reach, and very little is needed to make things more bearable. Prison in itself is suicidogenic. It’s not that people there are sicker. People who hang themselves in their cells, who commit suicide in the disciplinary wards, who slash their throats after receiving bad news during visitation, who have no other means to respond, aren’t necessarily affected by mental illness.
Some administrative officials blame suicide on the fragile mental state of the prisoners. That’s fallacious. Every sane person, once in prison, is susceptible to suicidal thoughts. In light of this, we wonder what we are doing as psychiatrists in the fight against suicide. By doing all we can to prevent suicide, assuaging the sufferings of prisoners, and enabling them to accept the unbearable, aren’t we playing into the penitentiary game? Aren’t we exempting the powers that be from improving the conditions of imprisonment?
Needless to say, we must fight against suicide, but at the same time, I am convinced that our presence in prisons as psychiatrists is an endorsement. We must strictly minimise our presence and avoid sympathising with a system we resolutely condemn.
It is not very complicated to engage in some form of suicide prevention. I know it’s going to sound stupid, but we have to be kind and attentive to one another. I’ve often told my healthcare team that our kindness goes a long way. The involvement of certain teams means a lot when they treat people well, when they are soothing and respectful, when they absorb the feelings of injustice. But again, this is not the prerogative of caregivers.