ROTHENBURGER: Is a return to big institutions the answer to our street problems?
THERE WAS A TIME when the streets weren’t full of homeless, addicted, and unstable people. A time when you could freely stroll the sidewalks, when public washrooms weren’t used as shooting galleries, when alleyways and doorways weren’t defecated and urinated on, when shoppers and shop keepers weren’t harassed.
Some communities, of course, had their “village idiot,” as they were so derogatorily called. There was one in the town I grew up in. They said he’d suffered a head injury in the war. They said he had “a plate” in his head.
He was harmless, a part of the community. Those who weren’t harmless were in Coquitlam in Essondale, the so-called “loonie bin” (formally an “insane asylum”) that was later renamed Riverview. Mere mention of the word “Essondale” conjured up scary imaginings of lobotomies, shock therapy, and incoherent, babbling, hard-to-control patients.
The early approach to mental illness, going back to the gold rush, was to lock them up or ship them somewhere else. When the first institutions were built, they provided medical treatment, though some of the treatments were cruel, experimental, and often ineffective.