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1 Whatās the post-release problem?
āScottā
The last day of autumn. I am driving under a leaden sky through outer-suburban Melbourne to meet my first ex-prisoner interviewee, āScottā. Thatās not his real name. But, to those whoāve spent time in Victoriaās prisons, he is well known, having spent much of his adult life behind bars.
Weāve arranged to meet in a pub on a busy corner. Itās quiet, late morning. I find a seat near the door, through which he soon bursts, tilting towards the bar. He hasnāt slept for three days, he tells me, heās been injecting amphetamines. I try humour ā so coffeeās unnecessary then? ā and offer to buy him a coke. His reluctant acceptance seems part chagrin at having no money, part old-fashioned ideas about chivalry and gender roles. Ideas steeped in prison thinking, I wonder, as we sit down to talk.
Scott is 34, turning 35. He has around 220 convictions, mainly for property and drug-related offences. Since his first adult custodial sentence at 18, he has been imprisoned and released at least fifteen times. His last release date was just over six-and-a-half months ago, which is the longest heās been out that he can remember. Other times, itās been two days, five days, and heās back inside. This time, he was sentenced to 15 months, with a minimum of 7, but they kept him in for 12 and then let him out on 3 monthsā intensive parole because, as he tells me, āthe more you go to jail the less they trust you on the streetā.
This time, for the first time, he has support ā and an address: for 3 months, while on parole, he stayed with his sister, sleeping on the couch in the two-bedroom unit she shares with her two small children. Now, his transitional support caseworker has helped him find accommodation: a self-contained āstudio apartmentā in a boarding house. Itās small, but itās home, for now.
He also has his Mum, though her support is limited. Her boyfriend ā his stepfather ā died a few weeks after Scottās release, so heās had to be there for her as sheās gone āa bit weird in the headā. Itās his niece and nephew ā his ābubbasā ā who are the main motivation for him to stay out of jail. And the fact that heās āsick of living like a crumbā and of people dying around him.
Heās been trying to moderate his drug use, not using every day, trying to manage his money so he doesnāt feel tempted to go and do āburgsā to get money to buy more drugs. Heās trying to leave the āold daysā behind: the days of thieving and burglary to pay for his drug habits, and of being flush with thousands of dollars in his pocket from selling heroin. It was āan exciting lifeā, but he admits it was risky too: āIāve had thirty thousand dollars stolen off me . . . people have tried to overdose me to steal money off me, and . . . Iāve woken up in the . . . hospital that many timesā.
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He uses anything: heroin, speed, ice, cocaine. And heās on methadone, which he hates because āitās wrecking me teethā, but at least heās not ādoing illegal stuff to get itā. Though he does still āshoot upā his methadone. When I ask him why, he explains that, if you take a handful of Valium tablets and then shoot up, you get something like a āheroin stoneā ā āthat instant kick where youāre straight one minute and then youāre like . . . ā (he slumps).
Most days, he carries a box cutter and an ice pick on him, just in case, just like you do in jail, except in jail you make them yourself. His preferred weapon inside was a modified toothbrush: you shave all the bristles off with a razor, then melt razor blades into the head, in different directions, so it doesnāt matter which way you cut someone, itāll cut them. And when it does, it opens up two wounds, so itās harder to stitch up. Across the face is best, so that every day they look in the mirror, they remember it was you who cut them. Heād never start it, but heād do it if he had to . . . Itās all about respect.
He had to appear in court last week for charges dating from last year. He received a 6-month suspended sentence that, together with the 3-month suspended heās already serving, means that, if he breaches, heāll be locked up for 9 months. He doesnāt want to go back to prison, although he does confess some days he wouldnāt mind, some days he just canāt face getting out of bed, just wants to sleep the day away, and the night, and the next day . . .
In jail he slept a lot: heād get up early, about 8 oāclock, to have his methadone; heād have a nap from around 1 till about 5, then get up to walk and talk with mates until lockdown, then heād be back to sleep about 8.30, 9 oāclock. Perhaps itās all the medication heās on ā antidepressant, antipsychotic, anti-epilepsy drugs, methadone ā he just has no energy most of the time. When he was younger, he was always up and about, at the gym, playing basketball, walking, walking. Lately, he canāt even get himself to the gym. His Mumās happy, though, because heās still the weight he was when he was released ā 80 kilos ā when normally, by now, heād be down to 45. He puts that down to his favourite meal: vanilla ice cream with a few spoonfuls of Nutella, warmed for about 15 seconds in the microwave so it goes all soupy.
Since being out, having secured stable accommodation, heās been focused on trying to manage his money and his drug use and avoid criminal associates that he knows he would end up following ālike a sheepā. He is also struggling with his personal identity ā who he is and how others see him. He has seen people that he has known for years, and respected, who are now so āfucked upā and he reflects that, āmaybe thatās how people see meā. He would like to find a girlfriend ā lamenting āIāve been out six months and I havenāt even been with a girlā ā but, he adds despondently, āit makes me just think that Iām not really worthy, not worth itā.
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During the hour and a half I spend with Scott, we become āsort of friendsā, as he puts it: āI might be a thief but mate because I know you, you could leave your purse there with five grand in it and I wouldnāt touch a cent because I know you. And weāre sort of friends now, you know?ā.
Driving home, I am aware of a clinging sense of wretchedness. I feel heavy with the weight of Scottās story and with what it means to be his āfriendā. This feeling will return as I gather stories of what it means to be ā and to become ā an ex-prisoner.
Since the birth of the modern prison, despite countless innovations and reforms, a question persists: Why do so many men released from prison return to prison? This book seeks to explore and understand the social space inhabited by ex-prisoners, from which some manage to integrate back into society and yet where many seem to linger, neither locked up nor wholly free. It focuses on the experience of men, as prison is largely a male domain: more than 90 per cent of prisoners are men, and male prisonersā higher proportion of prior imprisonment suggests that men face particular reintegrative difficulties. Beyond this pragmatic concern, however, lies a deeper rationale: the fundamental issue of maleness and masculinity. In the closed male domain of the prison, masculinities are negotiated, performed, reproduced. Patriarchal norms are enacted, exaggerated, reinforced through modes of domination and intimidation. This book explores connections between ways of ādoingā masculinity and ways of being in prison ā and how these leak out into the post-prison realm. It seeks to foreground this gendered aspect of prison life and prisoner subjectivity that research tends to treat as incidental.
āScottā is one of twelve men whose stories are the warp and weft of this book. Their understandings and perspectives form the backdrop against which I have tried to make sense of the different ways men experience their return to the community following release from prison. Their voices and experiences are the yarns that give the book its colour and texture. Central to this book is the idea that prison is part of a penal apparatus that functions to reproduce itself. Prison produces the post-prison, in that menās experience is shaped and shadowed by their experience of being imprisoned. This idea builds on the work of Halsey (2006, 2007) and Arrigo and Milovanovic (2009) and the concept of the ācarceral assemblageā. The post-prison is seen as a social space characterised by risks ā of homelessness, social isolation, family and relationship breakdown, poverty, unemployment, mental ill-health, substance abuse and reimprisonment. Each time a man returns to prison, he will be released with fewer resources and less capacity for social integration. Each release magnifies the post-prison risks he faces. The rise of the āriskā paradigm, the punitive turn and increasing numbers of people imprisoned and released have exacerbated this situation. Risk thinking conceives reoffending risk in terms of individual failings and typically deems ex-prisoners ārisky until proven innocentā (Maruna, LeBel, Mitchell & Naples, 2004: 272). Such logic dominates post-prison thinking.
This book seeks to reconceptualise the social space inhabited by released prisoners by applying a theoretical lens that can āsee intoā that space. This lens comprises three concepts: assemblage, culture and liminality. By exploring the ways in which prisoners understand and experience release, and drawing these together with the conceptions of post-release support workers, this lens casts new light on how and why prison shadows persist in menās lives and make (re)integration1 difficult. I explain these concepts ā and how and why I have used them in this book ā below. First, though, I describe the study ā its conception, its aims and the questions at its heart. The research context provides a brief account of the historical and non-governmental roots of post-release support, and a snapshot of imprisonment and release in Victoria, Australia, as background to the study. This leads into the scope and setting of the research, its contribution to post-prison knowledge, and an outline of the structure of the book.
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The conception of the study
Prior to undertaking this research, I worked as a Personal Support Program2 (PSP) caseworker. PSP participants were referred for many reasons, including, for some, a history of offending and imprisonment. One young man commenced the programme upon release from prison. Aged 21, he reported a history of foster care, family estrangement, drug abuse and associated mental health problems. His abuse of the drug āiceā had left him with lasting cognitive impairment. In prison, he was stable, āmedicatedā and contained. Released without links to ongoing medical or psychiatric care, and homeless, within weeks he was reimprisoned. As his sole support in the community, I felt largely ineffective, having little capacity to interrupt the cycle of homelessness and offending in which he seemed caught. Another āclientā, imprisoned briefly while on the programme, spent the rest of the 2 years failing to appear in court and having hearings repeatedly adjourned in a bid to avoid reimprisonment, while nevertheless continuing to offend through his drug use. He admitted heād never waste a hundred bucks on āspeedā if heād worked hard for the money, but, as the government was giving it to him for nothing, he didnāt mind. It was something to do.
The experience of working with these men and others provided insight into the invisible worlds they inhabit, the difficulty engaging meaningfully with those worlds, and the problem of a lack of support available to recognise their particular needs. Inspired by that work, this study was driven by the desire to understand the subjective experience of inhabiting a social space largely invisible to non-imprisoned society. The opportunity presented itself when a national prison research project,3 funded by the Australian Research Council (ARC), advertised a PhD scholarship, for which I applied, successfully. My studyās post-release focus fitted the larger research on Australian penal policy and practice and its impact on vulnerable populations. The number of men returning to custody attests to the vulnerability of people caught in offending cycles and the problems associated with efforts to foster and sustain so-called reintegration.
The notion of reintegration is particularly problematic for prisoners with no previous experience of effective integration into a law-abiding community. Rather than reintegration, the issue is one of working towards integration as a new and continuing process. This can entail ongoing social learning and reacculturation: acquiring and absorbing information about how to live a law-abiding life; trying to assimilate the norms and mores associated with such a lifestyle; and, at the same time, struggling to unlearn or repress the ways of being when ādoing crimeā or in prison. Along with the ex-prisonerās participatory efforts, the reintegrative aim of social inclusion implies reciprocity, mutual tolerance and a degree of community acceptance. This poses a dilemma: if a man4 can live in the community independently, with a legal source of income and avoiding crime, and yet still feels an outsider, is he āreintegratedā? Out of such dilemmas, the myriad difficulties of engaging ex-prisoners and facili...