“We slid back the unlocked door, stepped inside and were hit by a fetid stench of stale, warm air, turkey excreta and ammonia. Covering our mouths and noses did little to help. In the dim lighting we could see that all the windows were boarded up. Our camera lights improved visibility and we were faced by a sea of uncomprehending little faces looking at us in what seemed like a parallel world, which few people ever see.”
Stop, stop, stop. Sorry about that – wrong story. That was a news item on Bernard Matthews’ turkey production complex at Weston Longville, England. (Actually, it’s quite a good piece, and I’ll go back to it myself later. Starting to feel a bit guilty. It’s really very sad). Read more
Moving on, here’s the real story.
“Prisoners get one hot shower a week. There are only two toilets on the ward.”
"We can only allow 20 minutes or so for visiting time, instead of an hour. Sometimes we can't send prisoners to court or to hospital because we haven't got enough staff to escort them."
This is the story about overcrowding in Turkish prisons. Read more
Bottom line. You know the saying:
For Turkish prisoners: If you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime.
For the turkeys: If you’ve done no crime, you’ll still get the thyme ……. or sage and onion ……. or chestnut ……. or force-meat stuffing.
Mixed up news, unlikely links. Mix them up, stir them round and what have you got? Absolute rubbish – but it does make you think.