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There is not only a practical dimension to violence, but also a performative one. In prison Prisoners often pay attention only to the "context of violence" when they pay homage to its theatrical aspects and give room for the proposal not to diminish from murder in a dispute over toasted toast. Self-pathologizing a person is an old prison trick. Wilhelm Genazino writes somewhere in the sense that he must first play what he wants to be; practicing character with ease. First you play a lunatic, then you personify him better than any Minetti who has ever succeeded, and in the end you are a lunatic with a sharpened toothbrush handle ready. That's summed up by Darren McGarvey in his fight on the book "Poverty Against Poverty."
Darren McGarvey, "The Safari of Poverty. From the Wrath of the Overthrown Subclass," from English Klaus Beer, Luchterhand, 317 pages, 15, –
I think McGarvey's experiences as a music teacher and workshop leader in closed institutions also found him so much under his skin (that's why he encouraged him so much) because he reflected on some offenders.
The High House of the Dragons is a prison. The laws of the Poverty Paralysis Society are so little in sync with the laws of the middle class that they often act like orders from the occupying force. The police refusal is also theatrical.
The old motto is until the last day: a bull or a break.
In this environment, behavior that favors social well-being is interpreted as intolerable subordination; as a dressing. Glasgow street boy McGarvey has internalized this show so much that he feels dizzy on the meta-level plateau because of dysfunctional solutions to the socially scattered.
I-am-a-of-vas-The attitude also seems curious, as the exhausted McGarvey, who has not read, cannot expect to be read by the heroes of his stories.
As was probably the case with all those who experienced violence, the author traumatized the violence as a child. She was ubiquitous and walked up the last steps below the front door. Every trip to school, every walk to the school yard, every unemployment at the mall could turn into a crowd. Permanently switched to survival mode responded to excessive demand by sharing. This, which some consider a lot of money as anti-stress training, Darren got for ummah.
The author notes, "Violent acts are scary, but the continued threat of violence is even worse."
Everyone would intersect the neurobiological Chichi at this point, McGarvey stands straight and does not deviate from the lines of memorable horror. I liked to say in my active years that I had never faced such difficulties in the world as the focus of my childhood. In a hostile neighborhood near my settlement, the family lived by their own rules. Numerous brothers acted as pimps of their sisters; the brothel operation went to his parents' home. Everyone was crowded. Your visits to my neighborhood caused panic among the young men. In the comic scenes, they scattered and clapped their teeth as often as they always did. In these circumstances, the idea of a police enforcing the rule of law could not be established.
I remember my helplessness. Karate was not enough. McGarvey describes a similar irritation. For him, a mother chasing a bread knife became a "nightmare monster" when he was five.