One day, you are walking down the street in New York City. Minding
your own business, you decide to sit on a park bench to relax and feed
the pigeons. The sun is warm in the Big Apple, and shines through the
trees of central park even on this fall day. Satisfied with your good
deed, you leave the park. On your way out, you stop briefly to pick up a
piece of trash and notice an elderly person needing to get across the
street. Just as you see them off with a friendly wave and a toothy
exchange of smiles, a bus slams into your body sending you flailing
wildly into the air. Fortunately, you are not dead, you are not
paralyzed - you recover in intensive care, but one thing has changed:
your brain.
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Bad person or bad brain? |
Traumatic
brain injury is a serious matter, and it is more common than most
people think. The exalted impulse control center of your brain is no
longer functioning, and your criminal pulse is rising - where before it
did not exist at all. Months after this fateful day, while hunching
over a cane down the very same street late at night you notice
something. An elderly, but very wealthy individual has dropped their
wallet, and though they seem to be fine otherwise, they just dropped
credit cards, cash, and a checkbook all at once in that leather
treasure.
Hospital bills, paid for; health, relatively good; but
you just "have to have" a bit more in your pocket. You scoop it up
without a thought. The elderly man turns protesting, and you smack him
so hard with your cane he lands unconscious on the pavement. A severe
consequence of brain injury, you have now stepped the line from your
previous injury free ethic - to evil.
Who is the victim?
When
one's locus of control has been damaged - when that Xbox controller of
your mind is missing one control stick to the point of calamity - you are
limited in your choices. Not only can you not play the game of life the
right way, but when you do, nothing seems to work. You cannot adapt,
you cannot excel, and you certainly cannot avoid the potential pitfalls
of ethics that everyday life presents.
Studies
have shown that a history of traumatic brain injury is extraordinarily
common among prisoners in jail, including in women. Is it ethical for prisoners who may have been previously functional
members of society to be incarcerated for crimes that are essentially an
extension of a damaged brain? In addition, could treating traumatic brain injury reduce recidivism rates and be better for society as a whole?
Perhaps this is evolution's way of
protecting the species in a time of violence. However, in our more
comfortable modern society such a response by a damaged brain is
maladaptive, and one day it may be common policy to aide the repair of
society's ill and forgotten incarcerated people. When good brains go
bad, it's bad for us all.