My client John had a meeting today, with his treatment team and “administration” (the quotation marks are sarcastic, indicating that this is a dubiously defined entity used to deflect and disguise responsibility of specific individuals). Attendees from the clinical team included Psychiatrist Vikranjit Gill, Social Worker Virginia Mejia, and Psychologist Elias Pelacio; attending from “administration” were James Patrick Corcoran, Tom Zubik, and one or two others.
This was a meeting originally scheduled for a week earlier, to clarify “administration concerns” about a positive referral packet completed by the treatment team, for John to live at a particular community treatment facility which is already willing to accept him. Very few such facilities are willing to accept people who don’t take psychiatric medications, by the way; but this particular guy has been psychiatrically stable for a period of some years without any drugs. His criminal court judge ordered expanded privileges for him over the top of disagreement from the court’s own “independent evaluators” on the infamous tenth floor at 26th & California.
It seems that the only thing stopping a John’s conditional release is “administration concerns”. The clinical guys and the court have come to believe he’s no longer mentally ill and dangerous. But the meeting explicitly scheduled to clarify “administration concerns” didn’t. Instead, John was presented with what was actually called an offer, as if in negotiation. The facility (DSH) would support John’s release only if he: 1. attends three or four demeaning and childish “treatment groups” every day; 2. spends six months in a useless substance abuse program; 3. spends another six to twelve months on a different unit or in a facility nominally classified as low security; 4. spends a further six months in a coed treatment unit.
In other words, this “offer” from “administration” was an arbitrary sentence of an additional year and a half or two years of stricter confinement, for an individual who is not mentally ill and dangerous, and who is manifestly ready to be released. Why? It’s insane.
James Patrick Corcoran has it in for John because John doesn’t take psychiatric drugs, and yet he’s no longer “mentally ill” and he’s getting better.
I suggest the following offer in response, in the style of legendary Scottish warrior William Wallace.
If James Patrick Corcoran resigns immediately, repays every dollar he ever got at taxpayer expense, and personally apologizes to John and to each and every other so-called “patient” at DSH, in writing, for the fraud, constitutional rights violations, dehumanization, medical battery, and crimes against humanity, that he has spent his disgusting career committing under sickly ironic guises of “help” and “community protection”, and if he publishes every once of those apology letters on line; then and only then John and I, and various other DSH slaves who will soon be free, may not bother to spend the rest of our lives suing him and prosecuting him, and exposing his cruelty and lies.
Otherwise, Corcoran has no future. He’ll be like a Third Reich fugitive, with Mossad and Simon Wiesenthal always hot on his heels.
And of course, there’s one other point in this offer.... Corcoran must call the entire DSH staff together in the parking lot outside the Forensic Program Building, and in front of them he must put his head between his legs and kiss his own ass.
Psychiatria delenda est!