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18 of 25 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Publishers must be strapped for books, 30 Mar 2006
By A Customer
I picked up this book expecting it to be an involving expose of the prison service. It's written by a man that was horrified by what he was witness to as a prison guard, you expect some harrowing stuff. Unfortunatley it turns out to be a poorly written - " the world has done me wrong " lament.You would expect that someone horrified with the ongoing abuse within the prison service would perhaps hold him self to be a man of greater morality. However, with teenage bravado he tell's of the time he was on night duty and was so drunk that he could hardly see, or perhaps the time when he'd had enough of the goading from an inmate and decided to attack him with a snooker cue. Apparently this was an act of self defence. How charging at somebody with a snooker cue when they are threatening you with a bowl of water is self defence,I'm not sure. In fact all his problems seem to have been solved with his fists- in the army, in the pub, in the prison service. All these anecdotes are told with an irritatingly smug tone. Infact at one point a story that he relates as funny, involves a man that he thought he was involved in killing. First instincts told him (and his friends) that they needed to get rid of the body - so they did - wrapped up the unconscious drunk man and disposed of him in the woods, they would have dropped him in a lake but couldn't get a boat... Oh my word, Are we meant to be impressed? Sadly, if you are looking for some facts about the horrendous life of a prison warden or even a prisoner, you are not going to get it here .Terribly written, self obsessed anecdotes of a man we don't know - awful.
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