Toilets

i dont think you are motts, most people take for granted and expect total privacy while using the facilities, its just when your confronted with this that you realize how much these people where treated like cattle.

What are the hatches in the wall behind the toilets?

Ed...I would think that was an access area for the plumbing.

I bet that was very cold and uncomfortable to sit on.

Again, no toilet paper holders as anything wood or metal makes a good weapon in the wrong hands.

TP was probably allocated at the door by a supervisor.

What are the little white boxes underneath each big door? Notice how they are placed between two toilets a piece. Could those possibly be the TP holders?

That would be my guess; looks like they're curved on the inside in the right way.

Eugh, no privacy.
But then again, if you've got problem patients, you can keep an eye on them that way.

Idd hate to use these tolits...i think its just a girl thing lol

looks like boot camp set up.the theory being you gotta get used to crapping under any conditions and privaxy is the first to go.

In that case, I certainly won't be going no boot camp! I'm prudish about anyone even hearing me peeing, let alone watching!

Yet not too prudish to talk about it! :-D

Talking about it is nothing like actually being out there where anyone can hear your bodily functions. Don't you hate those public "areas", BritChick? Not only can anyone hear you, but how unsanitary! it's positively icky.

Yer telling me!

I don't even like using the toilets at work! Either there is someone already in there when I go in (there's four cubicles) or if I'm the only one in there, the next person to come in will almost always use the cubicle next to mine! Why!!!

Let me pee in peace people!

I guess others are not as reserved as you and I are.

TP was probably allocated at the door by a supervisor...

And I'm sure it was handed out sparingly, like four sheets per visit.

The dust provides a sense of age immediately. Even more so, this shot starkly illustrates the absence of privacy and dignity of which we all take for granted in such a situation. The most disturbing aspect is that children used them, at such a vulnerable time of life, they were almost de- humanised. We should be grateful that Motts successfully exposes this flaw, albeit used years ago, but nonethless questions the pleasent veneer that the place must have had. The very fact that lawsuits were filed proves my point. I wonder how these children turned out to be ?

Sorry to rain on this gloomy parade, but I have worked with folks with handicaps who grew up in institutions and folks with handicaps who grew up in their own homes and I think you would be hard pressed to find a difference. It's the environment and the people who are in it. There are wonderful places that are overcrowded & poorly staffed and there are terrible places that have the correct "numbers" but horrid staff.

Sorry - that's enough. Short soap box tonight. :-)

I've worked with children who's homelife was jsut as bad if not worse myself. MR children who were sexually abuses by several relatives, for example. Or another who was locked in a closet for days because he was psychotic as well as MR.

Wheres the flush button? HA

In my school we haven't paper holders XD

maybe they get some toiletpaper before they goes to the toilet.........im just guessing:-))

nothin like poopin in public

This brings to mind my time in boot camp a few years back. As a 'modest' girl, the site of these open area type facilities pretty much kept me from having a BM..in fact it was more than 10 days. We had already been issued our uniforms and were pretty much into the routine; I'd finally gotten used to having to constantly wear a head cap outside and to fold and tuck it into the back of my trousers upon entering a building. Anyway.........finally the time had come when I had the urge and the privacy to go to the head to take a much needed crap.....What a relief - I was alone amongst the tens of toilets lined up in there.........I thought I'd never stop- but I did and when I got up to flush - There was my hat......FULL of Shit!!
As you can imagine I almost died of disgust; but in boot camp you learn real fast to deal with it!! Looking back it's pretty funny; and when I see the toilets lined up like this; I can't help but remember boot camp!
BTW: I love this site and the wonderful images you bring to us Motts! Superb! And the regular commentators are both informative and a hoot! Even the ignorant ones!

Oh weird woman...you just gave me the biggest laugh of the YEAR!

Where are the buttons to flush? o.O

where do u flush

toilet paper holder between 1st and third toilets

Toilet paper holders can be wrenched off the wall, so in many lock down facilities they weren't used. The toilet roll was usually left sitting next to or on the toilet.

I'm trying to "quit" thinking of this place too much. This is quite the gallery.........

lord in heaven imagine this same toilet and 19 others in a circle in a blue tiled room and folks watching you pee in a cup .... thanks to the us navy i have lovely memories

My dad has a hilarious picture of himself and a couple of Army buddies sitting on the pots in a communal bathroom like this.

Oh my mistake. The toilet in the seclusion room appeared to have a cushion around it. Never mind that's not very comfortable.

I joined the Marines in 82 and went to Recruit training at San Diego. This reminds me of our "head". We had about 10 shitters on opposite sides of the room facing each other. It was odd sitting there taking a dump with 19 other people all doing the same thing.

The stuff bad dreams are made of

thats just disgusting.

How about a little damn privacy, please?

I am oddly used to crapping in front of other people and there fore because of it I can crap anywhere.I tried committing suicide with pills, didn't go to the psych ward-my rents and a lawyer prevented it, being I go to a psychiatrist and get medicated. Since I was unable to walk because I had kidney damage, the nurse would also come in with me and observe. I had to shit in what was called a medical hat, where they sorted through the crap and find the pills I injested. O and before they realized the kind of shape I was in, they had me use a bedpan as precaution, so honestly if you used a bedpan and needed help with it, it shouldnt be a big deal.