Join us on Our American Stories as we hear from Dion Joseph, a dedicated law enforcement officer and author serving the heart of Los Angeles’s Skid Row community. Dion tackles the complex realities of mental illness and homelessness daily, witnessing firsthand the profound struggles many face on the streets. He shares his powerful insights, revealing how law enforcement often becomes the frontline for individuals in crisis, where compassion meets the urgent need for intervention in our cities.
Dion Joseph brings a plainspoken perspective to the systemic issues that leave countless Americans vulnerable, recounting moving personal stories – like “The Hurricane” and Ricky – that illustrate the human impact of a broken mental health system and the devastating intersection of mental illness and addiction. While acknowledging the immense hurdles, Dion offers a hopeful vision for change, advocating for practical solutions that could transform lives and reduce suffering. Discover this urgent call for a more effective mental health response in this vital discussion from Our American Stories.
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Speaker 1: This is Lee Habib, and this is Our American Stories, the show where America is the star and the American people. Dion Joseph is a law enforcement consultant, author, and active senior lead officer the downtown Los Angeles Skid Row Community. He’s here to share another story with us. Here’s Dion.
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Speaker 2: The one thing that I was never able to really get a handle on. We were able to reduce crime forty percent, reduce death thirty-three percent—wonderful, wonderful achievements that we all engaged in. But one thing we couldn’t fix was mental illness. Mental illness will forever be the challenge of our lifetime, in my opinion. As a matter of fact, I think it’s about one-third or maybe half of the homeless problem. If you really, if you’re thinking about realist, we all know that in America, our solution to quote, unquote, helping them mentally ill was to close down the asylums; and then they sued, so nothing like it—even a better version of it—could ever come back. So now you kick people out into the streets in the name of Similarityia, “You’re free!” You sprinkle pills on them and tell them by okay, “Come check on me every two week. Come check in every two weeks.” Never happened. Some of these individuals fell into the loving arms of family members, loved ones, you know, who tried to help them. Others, too. Many of the others ended up in places like Skid Row. And when they came to Skid Row, they would throw away their prescribed medication because it made them feel down. It made them feel lethargic. And in Skid Row, you got to be ready for everything, so they threw that away or sell it to make enough money to buy the hard stuff: the crack, the meth, the marijuana, and all this other stuff. And being mentally ill is not a crime. I’ve stated this. Any police officer you talked to will tell you. Being paranoid gets to Franik is not a crime. Being bipolar is not a crime. Being depressed is not a crime. But when those things meet heroin, crack, methamphetamines, fentanyl spice, and yes, even marijuana, it could have disastrous consequences. And that’s when they become a police problem. That’s when no mental health professional was going to approach them. When they’re in an agitated state of delirium, slap boxing with city buses and they’re underwearing, wearing red socks. You know, that’s not going to happen no matter what the rhetoric is today. They’re going to call us first, because what do you do when it’s not just paranoia? What do you do when there’s a chemical buffer between you and the crisis? And that was the issue. So there were so many mentally ill individuals who lost their lives in Skid Row. Some I ended up developing relationships with, one named Linda. Her nickname was the Hurricane. She saw me as her little brother, and I was her protector. And you know, I remember I discovered she wasn’t a homeless because her family would come from Pacoima and pick her up and try to clean her up. And one day, my wife and I are driving to a party. This big, ugly van pulls up next to us, and she sticks her head head out the window. Wig flies! All false teeth come out through a hits for window. “Hey, Robo-Cop and the brother, it’s me!” Because my wife never believed my story, but she was a believer that day. And it was Linda. She had been picked up by her family, and they tried to love her back to health, but she would often escape because of her addiction—dual diagnosis. Okay, another friend of mine, he was from the LGBTQ community, and he was often bullied because he would wear Daisy Dukes. But I like the guy. He was a cool cat. But of course, when he was a high, it was like a Doctor Jekyll, Mister Hyde effect. And I’ll never forget: he was bullied by the gangsters in the park, and they bloodied his lip, and of course he was too afraid to fight them. So he comes around the corner and his mental, his crisis kicks in, and he wants to fight me. And I said, “Hey, it’s me, Ricky, it’s me! You don’t want these kind of problems. Okay, you don’t want these hands, Ricky.” So calm down. And he would try to calm down, and then he walked away from me and tried to take his aggressions out on a pregnant woman. And I grabbed him before he could harm or wrestled him to the ground and handcuffed him. And I thought, for sure, they’re going to place this guy on the hold. For sure, it’s going to be more than seventy-two hours. For sure, it’s going to be about two weeks. Nope, he was out in about six hours, if I remember correctly. And a month later, he finally decided to stand up for himself when a parole started attacking him because of the clothes he was wearing, and the parole stabbed him in the heart. He was in the hospital for about six weeks before he finally passed away. And I always ask these questions to the public, you know, because they always want to blame us when things fall apart. Whose fault is it? Was it our fault or was it the system? It was a system, because the way the system is set up, the law enforcement is always going to be the tip of the spear until we actually changed the mental health system and bring some common sense mechanisms back in place, like, for instance, instead of three days, seventy-two hours, it should be six weeks. And the reason why is, it takes about four to six weeks for most of their medication for them to even benefit from the therapeutic attributes of their medication. That’s common sense. So don’t release them until that six weeks is up, so it’ll be in a habit of taking their medication. Also, during that six weeks, you know, you have to clean them up before you can help them, because a lot of them do what’s called cleaning up. They’ll go to the hospital, and six hours later they’ll say, “Hey, how are you feeling?” “Oh, I’m fine.” Why are they saying that? Because they want to go out there and scratch their chemical itch, right? Instead, get them clean first. Once you got them clean, develop a report with them and find out who their family members and loved ones are and see if we can get them connected. And that’s streamline the process of conservatorships so that we can get their family members to help them and just help them guide them a little better. And even if that doesn’t happen, they’ll be in a habit of taking their medication and they won’t fall off the wagon as long. But until that happens, we’re going to continue to see them countless tragedies that I’ve seen every day. It’s near and dear to my heart because I have a niece who’s mentally ill, I have a nephew who’s touched with a little mental illness. I watched foster kids who are really struggling with it, and I even mentor young men on a spectrum of autism, I think, about once or twice a year when I can, and it’s near a dear to my heart, and I just wish somebody would listen to this street cop. I don’t have a dog in the fight. I’m not political. I just want to tell you the truth from a boots on a ground perspective. I’m not looking at it from thirty thousand feet. I’m not some college professor who’s overly idealistic, who only sees one way, you know. I just want to tell you the truth what’s happening in the street.
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Speaker 1: And a terrific job on the editing, producing, and story editing by our own Greg Hengler, and a special thanks to Dion Joseph for sharing his story. And we all know the problems of mental health, and it is indeed one-third to one-half of the homeless problem in this country is mental illness. And we don’t have answers. And if in any way our stories can lead to those answers, well then we have helped do something good for all of us, for all of our families, and for those most harmed, and that’s the mentally ill who aren’t properly treated and end up on the streets. Dion Joseph’s story, and in so many ways, the story of cops across this country who deal with the things that we don’t want to deal with. Here on Our American Stories, Lee Habib here, and I’d like to encourage you to subscribe to Our American Stories on Apple Podcasts, the iHeartRadio app, Spotify, or wherever you get our podcasts. Any story you missed or want to hear again can be found there daily. Again, please subscribe to the Our American Stories podcast on Apple Podcasts, the iHeartRadio app, or anywhere you get your podcasts. It helps us keep these great American stories coming.
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