As plans are unveiled for four more prisons in the UK – creating “up to 10,000 modern prison places by 2020” – and as the prison population, suicide in inmates, abuse, mental health problems, and rioting are all reaching record levels, surely it is time to reevaluate our methods of “serving justice”.
Appalled both by the way that our society is treating its convicted criminals, and by the silence and lack of solidarity on all sides of the political spectrum, one radical film-maker is seeking to spark debate and shed some much needed light on an issue we have all too happily turned our backs on.
Continue reading “Prison Inc: An Interview With The Maker of Injustice – A Film About Prisons and Crime In 21st Century Neoliberal UK”
Many people say the world would be a better place without poverty, or without war, or without cancer, but Paul was convinced that none of these issues matched the suffering that he felt having to live with her.
Every mannerism, every action, every sound that rolled from her venomous tongue made Paul want to place a screwdriver in each nostril and then slam his face into a table.
The pain and suffering would be over and the living hell which he had persisted with for so long would come to a bloody and spontaneous end.
Continue reading “Screwdriver”
“Don’t. Don’t. This will hurt someone”. These were the final words ever spoken by Robert Budd Dwyer before he pulled the trigger on his gun and shot himself through the head in front of an audience of people called together at a press conference.
Budd Dwyer was an American politician who served as the treasurer for Pennsylvania from January 1981 until January 1987. During his time in office Dwyer was convicted of receiving a bribe from a Californian company that would give the company a contract worth $4.6 million. The day before Dwyer was to receive his sentence, a possible 55 years in jail and a $300,000 fine, he called a press conference and committed suicide in front of friends and members of the media.
The incident was recorded by the gathered media and the footage of the event has been seen worldwide. I have watched the video a number of times on YouTube, and it is without doubt one of the most controversial and tragic things hosted on the website.
Continue reading “In Defence of Suicide”
“Help” she cried, “help” she said,
But none were listening, for they were all dead,
Dead in the brain and dead in the head,
Numb to all of the anguish she felt,
TV, and booze, and jobs that work them,
Had left them distracted, tired and dumb,
She sat and she waited, but no-one did come,
For the world is cruel to someone so young,
In silence and darkness she fell to the floor,
She knew that she could take it no more,
She wept and she smiled as she reached in the drawer,
The contents of which were the last that she saw.
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From my cumulative days spent stumbling (the term used when constantly refreshing your StumbleUpon) I have acquired, as the title suggests, a morbid fascination with suicide photos. Not all suicide photos, not particularly graphic ones, it is just the odd one or two. The ones that I connect with, that say something.
I find that with suicide photos in particular there is a certain irony accompanying the feelings of sadness and despair. The victims tragic choice to end their own lives may be due to a number of reasons but it results in them dying, no longer existing. The fact then that there are photos of their final moments immortalises them in a way. It allows them to live forever, despite the subjects desire to no longer exist.
Note: Though this may look unpleasant in terms of formatting, the images I have included are set at the largest size possible, because I feel that we owe that to the subjects of the images. I dont feel that these images, and the lives and deaths of the people within the images, should be relegated to a “thumbnail” status.
Continue reading “A Morbid Fascination and The Ironic Immortality of a Suicide Photo”