A razor-sharp exposé of our broken society
ONE of the greatest men of our age is a retired prison doctor and psychiatrist, Theodore Dalrymple. For decades he worked in a major British jail, listening to the excuses and selfjustifications of people who had done terrible things to others, and to themselves.
Refusing to follow fashion, and genuinely concerned for these often very sad characters, he treated them as adults, urging them to take responsibility for their actions instead of offering excuses for them.
Many, who had come to despise authority, were glad to be up against someone they could not easily fool.
My guess is that many of those he treated benefited greatly from his tough-minded approach. He didn’t fill them with pills or substitute one drug for another.
His observations of the way heroin abusers feign terrible discomfort, after arriving in prison and being deprived of their drug, is both funny and a badly needed corrective to conventional wisdom.
All this is to be found in a short, hugely readable new book called The Knife Went In.
The title, a quotation from an actual murderer, is an example of the way such people refuse to admit they had any part in the crimes they commit. The knife somehow got there and went into the victim, by itself.
It is a series of short, gripping real-life stories in which he recounts his experiences with our broken, lying penal system with its fake prison sentences, its ridiculous form-filling as a substitute for action.
It is mainly about prisons and crime, but it tells a deep truth about the sort of society we have become. It is one in which almost nobody is, or wants to be, responsible for anything.
A future historian, a century hence, will learn more about 21st Century Britain from this book than from any official document. So will you. Please read it.