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Straight Rides Over Kids Again...And Some Say They Love It PDF Print E-mail
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Grey Literature - DPF: Drug Prohibition & Conscience of Nations 1990
Written by Skip Hollandsworth   
Monday, 01 October 1990 00:00

Sixteen-year-old Chad Barnes found himself pinned face down on a cold tile floor, his arms and legs stretched out from his body. Four other boys were holding him pressing so hard that Chad screamed in anger. Just a few moments before, Chad had tried to start a fight in the gymnasium-sized meeting room of one of the toughest adolescent drug-treatment programs in the country: Straight, the program chosen by Republican gubernatorial nominee Clayton Williams to cure his own son.
Chad, a wiry boy with eyes the color of coffee, was furious over the way a veteran in the program, known as an oldcomer, had confronted him.

"You're lying to us, Chad!" the older teenager had yelled. "You're not working the program! You're holding the rest of us back, Chad!" Chad had shouted an obscenity and shoved another kid next to him, and within seconds, other teenagers had thrown him down. Anyone who rebels at Straight is quickly restrained by oldcomers or by recent graduates working as counselors. Wild-eyed, like a trapped animal, Chad tried to shake loose. A "first phaser" like himself — someone in the first level — couldn't take one step anywhere in the building without an oldcomer holding on to one of his back belt loops. He couldn't even use the bathroom without someone watching him.

At Straight, kids who don't admit to having a drug-oriented lifestyle are yelled at by the other kids until their defenses are broken. Nearly 120 young people, ages 12-22 are in various stages of treatment, and spend almost the entire day in this windowless room in a brick office complex in the Dallas suburb of Irving. For nearly 12 hours each day, they must sit erect in blue plastic chairs, not speaking or standing or making eye contact with another person without permission. Those who misbehave are held back in their chairs or, like Chad, spread-eagled on the floor. The theory at Straight is that kids on drugs are more likely to accept therapy from peers who have been through the program than from adults who have not. A 14- year-old program with treatment centers in nine U.S. cities, Straight has been called the best program of its kind in the country. Clayton Williams was so impressed with Straight that he wants the state to spend at least $50 million for adolescent-treatment centers based on Straight principles.

But others are not so impressed. Acting on complaints from parents and teenagers who had been through the program, the Texas Commission on Alcohol and Drug Abuse launched an investigation last year to determine whether Straight abuses kids. The head of a rival treatment program calls Straight "fiercely controlling" and questions its long-range success."It decides what a kid's identity is going to be and then does all the thinking for him," says Mike Townley of Bedford Meadows psychiatric hospital in Bedford, a dozen miles west of Straight. "By the time a kid gets out of the program, he really has trouble thinking for himself."

The controversy over Straight underscores a dirty little secret: Our vast drug-treatment system, with its armies of therapists, medical conferences, and marketing strategies, doesn't really know what it's doing. Even though hospitals and treatment centers bombard the public with haunting commercials about costly state-of-the-art treatment programs and claim that they have high success rates, one jarring statistic is always left out: According to the latest independent research, about 80 percent of the adolescents who complete such programs will, within a year, relapse and return to drugs, regardless of the program they attended.

Adolescent drug treatment is portrayed as a science, but in reality, it is a huge psychosocial laboratory where therapists attempt an array of experiments — from fierce behavior-modification techniques to ancient superstitious practices, from chemical aversion to spiritual conversion —just to see what it takes to keep the laboratory mice, our kids, from wanting to get high. Considering this is where the real war on drugs will eventually be fought — people must learn not to want drugs — the results so far haven't been exactly impressive. There is very little good scientific evidence that any of these programs really work.

By the time Chad Barnes arrived at Straight, he was already a savvy player in the drug treatment game. Having been to three treatment centers since the age of 12, Chad knew exactly what to say and how to act in order to make his counselors and his parents believe he was turning his life around. He could talk about life's pressures and family problems. He had mastered all of the Alcoholics Anonymous phrases. For him, like many of his peers, going to a treatment center was a rite of passage. Invariably, however, within days of his release from each facility, Chad would be back with his old friends, happily using a variety of drugs.

But Straight was unlike anything Chad Barnes had ever seen — a modern day Lord of the Flies, where teenagers control other teenagers. The other boys finally released Chad, only to slam him into his chair, and the group therapy continued. Another boy, Will, was asked to stand up, and an oldcomer began telling him that he wasn't being honest about his drug use. Will seemed to lose it. He leapt over his chair, screaming at the group to leave him alone, and then rushed toward the girls' side of the room, causing two girls to smash backward into one another and start fighting. Suddenly, Chad was up again, his jaws clenched, and he stepped toward another teenager, letting fly a hard right that would have knocked even a grown man off his feet. By then, a small riot was breaking out. Another boy took a swing at someone, and a couple of boys tried to escape out the back door. More counselors and other adults poured into the room, and Chad, gasping, his shirt torn across his chest, was dragged to a timeout room where he would remain for the rest of the day.

Ann Petito, who was Straight's Clinical director last October, at the time of the brawl, said that such a large fight was not entirely unexpected. "In treatment like this, we're dealing with little animals," she said. "People forget that these kids are druggies. They cannot maintain any self-control. It's our job to get out their anger and remold their lives."

But does treatment really remold their lives? Or are these programs ultimately better at teach ing kids to remain sick rather than teaching them to be well? For nearly six months I followed Chad Barnes through Straight, and I also visited 10 other adolescent treatment centers. I watched a kind of contemporary morality play unfold, one in which hundreds of young people were asked to transform their lives and save themselves. The play itself, however, was often dwarfed by its own dark setting: a treatment industry that seems to be driven more by economics than by clinical research, that knows how to turn parents' deepest fears into profit margins, and that always has simplistic solutions for our kids — solutions that when analyzed, lead only to more questions....

The Last Hope

By August 1987, Chad Barnes had flunked the seventh and eighth grades, and his parents were wondering how much longer they could keep him in the house. He would wreck his bedroom, throw stuff at his parents, hide in his closet and do inhalants, sniff spray paint or whatever he could find.

Then Gail Barnes heard about a new program in Irving that had a Marine Corps approach to treatment. It turned out to be Straight. The program, which lasted at least a year, was not as expensive as the others had been — about $11,000. The Barneses were typical of many parents who come to Straight — they were at the breaking point, willing for anyone to do anything with their child as long as it got some results. For them, it was a relief to find a program that ignored all the psychiatric talk and got right down to berating the child for his behavior. Chad knew about Straight. He and his drug-using friends would trade stories about the different programs — which ones were the easiest, which ones had the best gyms, which ones were lax in checking your suitcase if you wanted to sneak drugs in. When his father came to tell him that he was headed for Straight, Chad stiffened.

"Anywhere, Dad, but there," he said. Donald begged Chad to at least give Straight a chance.

The kids do not come to Straight easily. Some are brought in by their parents under false pretenses — a father might ask his child to accompany him on an errand — and others literally have to be carried into the building. On Aug. 17, 1987, however, Chad Barnes was numb with shock as staff members escorted him away. "I heard about torture and beatings in there, stuff like that," says Chad. "I couldn't believe I was going into that place."

A mother whose son was already in the program cut Chad's shoulder-length hair. A staff member placed Chad in the front row on the boy's side of the large, stark meeting room. The other kids, about 60 boys and 40 girls in all (many inpatient treatment programs have only 20-30 adolescents at a time), were performing a peculiar arm-flapping routine called motivating — waving their arms wildly to get the attention of a group leader so they could be called on to speak. Some teenagers stood behind the chairs, watching closely, ready to catch anyone who might want to run.

The kids looked drab, almost pale under the fluorescent lights. Straight's rules for newcomers forbid makeup, jewelry, shirts with decals or writing, nylons, high heels, hair dryers, curling irons, and even mouthwash. There is also a huge sense of detachment from the rest of the world. Newcomers must temporarily drop out of school. They cannot use the telephone, speak to their parents, visit with friends, talk to a Straight member of the opposite sex, carry money, listen to the radio or record player, watch television, or read any books except AA literature or the Bible. If they need to walk in front of an adult, they must stick their arms out, fingers pointed in the direction they want to go, until the adult nods and waves them on. The kids are told to call themselves "druggies" and to refer to their pre-Straight friends as "druggie friends." Although Straight advertises itself as a drug-free program, it does allow physicians to prescribe drugs like Thorazine for youths in its care.

To graduate from Straight — the average duration is about a year and a half — a participant must make it through all five of the program's rigid phases, winning a little more freedom and responsibility with each promotion. First phase — which usually lasts from a month to a year, depending on the counselors' assessment — is the strictest. A first phaser must live in a "host home," a house belonging to a parent whose child is farther along in the program. Host homes have alarms on the windows and doors to prevent escape. An oldcomer must supervise a first phaser in the host home — if a kid just wants to pick up a pen, he has to ask permission from an oldcomer — and the kids must call the parents of the host home "Mom" and "Dad" as if they are part of a new family.

During second phase, which lasts about a month, the child can live in his own home, but he can't talk to anyone except his family. Parents, at their own weekly group meetings at Straight, are told to get back in charge of their families at this time. They are required to institute no-nonsense discipline, telling their child that they will keep him at Straight through the rest of his teenage years unless he follows the rules. A second phaser can't go outside the house, not even to the back yard.

In the third phase, which lasts a minimum of three weeks, the teenager can return to school or to work on weekdays, but he must come to the Straight program for the afternoon and evening. Third phasers have more responsibility at Straight — running errands, serving dinner, accompanying first phasers to the bathroom — but they still can't talk to Straight members of the opposite sex or go outside without permission. Fourth phasers come to the building 4 days a week for at least three months, and they can't go anywhere without their parents except to AA meetings. And fifth phasers spend three days a week at Straight for about two months. They can finally talk to members of the opposite sex, but they can't date them. After graduation, there is a 6 month aftercare program, in which kids come weekly for classes or raps.

With only one lapse, a kid either starts over or gets moved down to a lower phase. Kids have been dropped to lower phases for trying to escape, fighting, yelling at their parents, talking to a girl, or smoking. I met one young man, 20-year-old Brett Sharp, who had spent two years at Straight and had graduated in 1988. Earlier this year, walking by a neighbor's house, he was offered a beer and accepted. When he told his parents what he had done, he agreed to go back to Straight. "These are unmanageable, druggie kids," says his father, Colonel John Sharp, an Air Force doctor in San Antonio. "If you don't control their behavior right at the start, then you can count on them going out of control."

Boot Camp for Druggies

The controversy that has plagued Straight nearly since its inception centers on this very matter of control. Straight's goal is to force a kid to see how much damage his drug use has caused his family and himself, but in this authoritarian environment, casual counseling doesn't have much of a place. Group therapy usually turns into harsh encounters, conducted not by experienced, trained therapists but by other teenagers. Straight calls this "positive peer pressure."

"You're lying!" a higher-phased girl screams at a teary-eyed newcomer in one session. "You think you look nice, and you think you're making us believe you're improving, but you're lying! You hurt inside! You still want drugs!" The newcomer, looking frightened, tries to control the trembling of her lips. "Now you better tell us everything you're lying about," the older girl continues, "because lying is going to kill you, just like drugs are going to kill you!"

Even though the program has a staff of four young adult counselors, the higher-phased youths and the paraprofessional graduate counselors, mostly teenagers, do almost all of the daily work with the kids. "Adult therapists have lost the perspective on what counseling is," says Page Peary, Straight's national vice president. "Only peer counselors can say, 'Hey, I've been there.' They can share experiences on an emotional level, and they can also see right through you when you're lying." But the only training is a six-week course for the paraprofessionals. There's no such class for the higher-phased kids; all they have is their experience in the program.

What I observed were nit-picking confrontations that did nothing to encourage sharing and camaraderie within the group. "I heard you talking about playing with a Ouija board!" one girl yells at an other. "You think that's going to help you become honest?" A boy confesses that he has been having thoughts about girls, a feeling that seems rather natural for an adolescent male. Immediately, an oldcomer leaps up. "Maybe you ought to look into those sexual thoughts," he yells, "because it shows you're not taking any pride in yourself!" When another boy is accused by an oldcomer of leafing through Playboy at school, he drops his head. The oldcomer presses him. "Why would you ever look at a magazine like that? Is your self-esteem that low? You don't want to help the group out. You just want to get out of here!"

At Straight, as in boot camp, everyone is forced to work toward a common goal; the group breaks a kid's selfishness. There is such constant talk about supporting and improving the group that Straight begins to resemble a teenage cult, with its own rituals and codes. The kids talk about "being aware," "copping out," "receiving attitudes from others," and "acting FOS" ("full of shit"). They are told never to speak to anyone who has dropped out of the program. They can't talk to outsiders about the treatment program. Parents aren't allowed to sit in on any of the daily raps. Sometimes, among the group, one can see kids who look as if they have barely a vestige of self-esteem left, too scared to talk in front of the others, their egos too devastated to try to make a conscious change in their own lives.

Straight Beliefs, a list of guidelines for the counselors, proposes, "Defiance is dealt with by the Group." Those kids who talk about straightening up are accepted; those who don't are confronted. "The reason you change is because you get tired of being confronted," says 15-year-old Marilee Kossack, a fifth phaser who's been in Straight for 15 months.
"I knew if I didn't start acting better, I wouldn't be a part of the group."

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This is the key to sobriety at Straight: For months, a kid is relentlessly nagged and browbeaten until he breaks down and confesses. Through the group's guidance, he learns to regulate his behavior and express his feelings instead of avoiding them through drugs. He also finds new role models in the program's young leaders.

"There are a lot of professionals who think Straight is the best treatment program around. Its model for treatment is unmatched by any other program," says Dr. Ian Macdonald, the former director of the Drug Abuse Policy Office at the White House. "Its structure can deal with the most severe kids in our society, forcing them to change, giving them discipline."

But some parents and kids who have been through Straight feel otherwise. Stephen Combs, a six-foot-four-inch 16-year-old who was in the program from April 1989 until last February, when he ran away, says he was restrained the second day he was in the program. "Some guys were yelling at this little guy, and I got tired of it and said to stop yelling at him, and then five or six guys jumped on me, trying to push me back in my chair. I fought back, which made them hit me harder." Combs says he saw a boy thrown down so hard that he was knocked out; he also saw a girl get slugged in the face. "Heck, as soon as we got up in the higher phases," says Combs, who reached third phase before leaving, "we all wanted to restrain people. It was like they had done it to us, so let's do it to the new ones. On Feb. 1, the day before I left, some kid was singing to himself, which is against the rules, and when he wouldn't shut up, I stuck my hand in his face and pushed him on the ground." Combs chuckles. "That's what we called a restraint."

Dena Latham, from the East Texas town of Athens, entered the program in the spring of 1988, at the age of 13. "They found this lighter and razor blade in my pocket the day I came, and they accused me of doing cocaine," she recalls. "I had never, ever done cocaine. But they kept screaming at me about it and jumping on me. It was so humiliating. They kept it up every day. One time, I just couldn't take it and tried to get out of my chair, and these girls were on me in a second, four-pointing me to the floor. They took my knees and elbows and twisted them and pulled my hair."

Rob Stegall entered Straight in April 1988 and stayed six months, the entire time on first phase. "At first I was rebellious against the.program," he says. "They said 'You're going to be sober and you're going to like it.' They did all the usual things — throwing me on the floor, pulling my legs apart like a wishbone — and one day I just stopped fighting it. I just remember going away someplace in my head, thinking that was the way to survive."

His mother, Lynne Armstrong, saw him only occasionally on Family Night. "I didn't know what was happening to him because they wouldn't let me talk to him," she remembers. "They called after 6 months and said I should come get him because he was acting depressed and they wanted to medicate him. When I came to get him, I could barely recognize him. The day I brought him home, he was incapable of completing a sentence. He went into his room and just stared at the books on his shelves for 10 minutes." Her voice breaks. "And then I asked him to come outside. It was such a beautiful day, the birds were chirping, and there I was, discussing the weather. It was so overwhelming for him that he had to go back into his room. He hadn't seen the outside in four months. My God, I couldn't stop crying. I felt like my son was a POW back from the war."

Today Rob has a job at a department store and goes to AA meetings to stay sober. He even credits Straight for informing him about AA. "I just don't think they needed to try to warp my brain to tell me drugs were bad," he says.

Carol Koenecke, the director of Straight in Irving, denies the existence of such violence, dismissing the talk simply as bitter allegations from those who failed the program. "You're dealing with highly dysfunctional kids and highly dysfunctional families who haven't come to terms with who they are," days Koenecke. "There are always going to be clients in a program like ours trying to rebel. And there are going to be times when we have to quickly stop them from hurting others or hurting themselves. We are not a violent program. Anyone who thinks this program should be a lot easier needs to educate himself about adolescent substance abuse."

Chad's Rebellion

Fifteen months after Chad was admitted to Straight, the program's administrators called his parents and said Chad wasn't making any progress. He would just sit through the day in his blue chair, doing nothing. A psychiatrist had given him anti-depressants, thinking that might raise his level of energy, but Chad didn't respond. Whenever someone confronted him, Chad would just shrug.

Donald and Gail Barnes thought that 15 months at Straight was a long time, especially when there was so little to show for it. "We thought maybe Chad had developed a clinical depression or an emotional problem or something," says Donald. "We didn't know. So we decided to withdraw him on a medical discharge."

Chad had been biding his time like a prisoner, knowing that if he just waited, his parents would finally give up. "I was so sick of all this drug treatment I just wanted to be left alone," Chad says.

In late 1988, the Barneses took Chad off the anti-depressant medicine, hoping he would feel better. He did feel a lot better. He began using drugs like crystal and cocaine. He hid his drug use from his parents until the spring of 1989, but when they finally discovered it, his mother, hysterical, said Chad could not live in the house any longer.

The family was falling apart. Chad and his father moved into an apartment in Plano, where Donald got another job with the Post Office. Gail remained in Corsicana with their two daughters. While Donald was at work during the day, Chad turned into a first-class juvenile delinquent. He got high. He got into fights. He stole his dad's car and drove it to Corsicana to buy drugs. He was taken into custody for vagrancy.

On June 29, 1989, Chad Barnes, 15 years old, woke up in his bedroom to find an off-duty police officer, several boys and fathers from Straight, and his own father standing around him.

"You're going back," said Donald.

They handcuffed him, tied him down in the car, and still he tried to run. He cussed and kicked, and when he got an arm free, he started swinging at anyone close to him. When they reached Straight, he went wild, screaming and kicking. As soon as he was put in the meeting room with the others, he fought with the nearest boy available and was immediately thrown to the ground. Sullenly, Chad returned to his chair. He told the counselors that he would never cooperate. He was prepared to sit there until he was 18 and could legally leave.

Though Straight will kick a kid out of the program if he is too violent or shows major psychiatric problems, the counselors decided that Chad, for all his rebelliousness, did not pose a major threat and allowed him to stay. But the Barneses also made a decision. "I realized I had been too passive with Chad," says Donald. "I had let him get the better of me because I wanted to believe in him so much." Now, no matter what Chad did at Straight, he wasn't leaving.

Upon Chad's return to Straight, Donald and Gail came to Family Night, a group meeting for kids and their families held every Friday night. The teenagers, sitting erectly on one side of the room, face their parents, who sit on the other. The children, their hands on their knees, do not smile. After an opening song and introduction, the newest members of the group are to stand and announce their first names, admit they are druggies, confess the number of drugs they used in the past, say how they have hurt their families, and then explain what their goals are. If they deviate from that spiel, a counselor loudly interrupts.

During the only moment of the week when a newcomer is allowed to see his family, he must stand alone and listen as his parents and siblings rise to face him — he is not allowed to make eye contact with them as they talk. In the parents' meetings held before the Family Night, the parents are pushed to express their anger and are criticized by other parents if they don't.

"You're not my daughter ever again until you finish this program!" one mother yelled at her weeping child. "What is the matter with you?"

"It feels so good to have a good night's sleep," a father cried out at his son, "knowing that you haven't sneaked out of the house to do your drugs!"

Another father, his face red with rage, bellowed at his son: "I am so furious with you! You stole my money, you pawned my watch for drugs. Don't you ever expect to walk into my house again unless you graduate from here!"

The child can answer his parents' comments only with the sentence "I love you."

When the time came for Chad's parents to speak, they described how he had made their home a living hell, how they knew he would die if he didn't get help.

When they finished, Chad raised his hand and stared at them for a moment. When a counselor asked what he had to say, Chad shouted as loudly as he could: "F— you!"

The Investigation

In July 1989, just after Chad had begun his second stay in Straight, David Tatum, an administrator at the Texas Commission on Alcohol and Drug Abuse, received a complaint from a parent whose child had been in Straight. The parent told Tatum that Straight counselors were mistreating kids....

Last year in Texas an Arlington woman named Tempie Worthy, whose daughter had been kicked out of Straight for insubordination after only a month, formed an organization called People Against Straight Treatment. Hoping to shut down Straight, Worthy engaged in letter-writing campaigns to the media, the police, and the Dallas district attorney's office. She wrote and called parents whose children were still in the program. She obtained materials from Straight's dumpster, looking for evidence of abuse. Worthy also picketed the Straight center, using a bullhorn to denounce the program for its brainwashing tactics. Last December, Straight won a court order against Worthy, preventing her from coming near the premises, contacting employees, or harassing clients.

Despite the criticism, Straight garners strong national support. President Bush has endorsed the organization. Nancy Reagan and Diana, Princess of Wales, praised the organization after touring the facilities in Washington, D.C. And in Texas there's Clayton Williams. "I like it," Williams told me, "because if you start going wrong, they four-point you to the ground until you're ready to do it the right way." Straight officials introduced me to several graduates of the program, all of whom said that Straight had whipped them into sobriety. The organization claims — without offering any statistical evidence — that 70 percent of its graduates remain drug-free.

David Tatum recognized the importance of "tough love" treatment programs for undisciplined drug-using youngsters, but he still wanted to know whether the ends justified Straight's means. Tatum launched a formal investigation in July, and by Oct. 20, he had received a total of 15 complaints against Straight — all of them from parents whose children did not complete the program. The state investigators looked into five incidents in which Straight kids were restrained for such incidents as "failure to sit up properly," "failure to move," and "failure to attend to personal hygiene." One staff member allegedly tied a client with a nylon rope to prevent him from escaping from a vehicle, and other staff members did nothing while some kids scratched their arms with pieces of metal....

Last December Straight and the Texas Commission on Alcohol and Drug Abuse agreed that only trained staffers — the paraprofessionals and the adult counselors — would be allowed to restrain clients. Time-out rooms were banned, and host homes were required to provide better living arrangements. The state was to make inspections every 120 days through 1990. But Straight did not have to admit to any of the allegations of abuse....

But things at Straight didn't seem that different. In January, when I visited Straight again.... Straight still had that same feeling of potential explosiveness. There never seemed to be enough supervision; only two adult counselors and three paraprofessionals were in the room of 100 kids at one time. After two years at Straight, one counselor quit because she said she suffered from burnout. "It is impossible to care for such a huge group of people every day without feeling like you were neglecting some of them," the counselor told me.

The Moment of Change

But one thing at Straight did change. One January afternoon I walked into the meeting room and saw Chad Barnes, his shirt hanging limply from his hollow-chested body, standing up to address a newcomer in the group. I heard him say, "You have to say you want off these drugs." The newcomer was scowling. "I'm telling you," said Chad, "it works."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Skip Hollandsworth, "Can Kids on Drugs Be Saved?" Excerpted with permission from the June 1990 issue of Texas Monthly. Copyright 1990 by Texas Monthly.

 

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