I remember many years ago reading a piece in the Guardian by one Erwin James and becoming immediately addicted. Each time an article from him was published (I think it was every two weeks) I went straight to it. Since that first report I have followed his story with interest and admiration. And that’s where the trouble starts.

In today’s Guardian Erwin James writes a remarkable account of his life and crimes. He began writing for the Guardian while serving two life sentences in prison for murder. He never profited from his journalism and, on his release after 20 years in jail, he maintained his pseudo-pseudonym from the public in order not to cause further grief to the families of those whose relatives he had killed. Last week he was finally outed on the internet and has today come clean in the newspaper.

brixton1No doubt there will be people who now damn him for having profitted from the prison system. Having gone in as a useless criminal who had leeched off society for most of his life, he had taken the opportunity to catch up on his missed education and got himself a job as a writer. When recidivism statistics are relatively high, he represents the success of one whom the Prison Service served well and turned around. He deserves praise and admiration.

I have been involved in prisons in various marginal capacities for many years. In my present role I spend most Christmas Days in one of South London’s three main prisons (Brixton, Wandsworth or Belmarsh), but do not have a prison in my own Episcopal Area – which, therefore, limits any regular involvement. But what always impresses even the casual visitor to a prison is the serious concern of the authorities that prison must be about more than punishment. presumably we all have a vested interest in prisoners changing their ways and emerging from an expensive system to play a constructive part in society.

I sometimes wonder if that presumption is accurate. I wonder if we would be happier just to see them suffer and emerge as unchangeable criminals – which would make us feel better about not being like them.

brixton-prisonThe piece by Erwin James deserves a close reading. He makes no excuse about his guilt and describes the conflicted emotions and psychology that someone in his position experiences during and after emerging from prison. If someone as clever, cultured and ‘together’ as Erwin James finds it so hard, pity help those who are uneducated, immature, emotionally cracked and socially unsupported.

Actually, his name isn’t Erwin James. Or, it is, but they are his two first names. Henceforth he will be known as James Monahan – using his real surname. His article is a wiping clean of the past and gives him the opportunity to integrate his life/lives for the first time in a quarter of a century. This man deserves huge credit for his bravery in changing, for his ‘confession’ of past mistakes and an exposure of the torments that make life so difficult for people in his position.

I hope he continues to get the support he needs. And I hope he will continue to write about the issues he knows about. I further hope he will get understanding from the public and the acknowledgement and encouragement he deserves – and needs now more than ever.

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