Hans Fallada’s 1934 novel Once a Jailbird (translated into English by Eric Sutton the same year, and revised in 2012 by Nicholas Jacobs, Gardis Cramer von Laue and Linden Lawson) originated (as anyone who knows anything about Fallada’s life will know) from the author’s own experience of prison. His first jail sentence – like his protagonist, Willi Kufult, for embezzlement – came in 1924, with others to follow. The novel, however, is more concerned with the experience of prisoners once they are released, Fallada describing his intention in a letter to his publisher “to show how the current criminal justice system and modern society as a whole force anyone who has broken the law only once into a life of crime.”
As the novel opens, Kufult is coming to the end of a five-year sentence and displays the cunning of a hardened criminal, blackmailing the nets instructor (making nets is one way prisoners can make some money) when he overhears a conversation with another prisoner. But this is simply the persona Kufult has had to develop to survive:
“Back in his cell, Willi Kufult collapsed. That was what always happened. When he was with other people he prattled on and threw his weight about and posed as the old experienced lag who could never be fooled; but alone with himself, he was very much alone, and grew timid and despondent.”
This will be a reoccurring problem for Kufult, who is caught between the difficulties of going straight, and the fact that, while he can at times outwit others, he lacks the nastiness required to be a successful criminal. This deep-rooted decency also leads to petty arguments as he expects to be treated fairly at all times – arguments that do not always go in his favour. Days before his release, he hopes for help from his wealthy brother-in-law, help that never arrives. While Bruhn, who is also about to be released, has a job lined up in a timber works, Kufult initially intends to leave for Hamburg, sensing that in the same town as the prison, he will always be a criminal. As he tells the governor:
“I would prefer… to go to a place where I wasn’t known.”
It is the governor who suggests he goes to work at ‘the Home of Peace’, a charitable organisation which employs ex-convicts, as a typist. Once he gets there, however, he discovers that the work is hard and the pay is poor. As one of the other ‘employees’ puts it:
“They’re robbers in this place… They live on our blood. That’s why the grafters have set up this show here, and called it a charity, just to sponge of our work.”
Later, Kufult takes the chance to leave with some of the others when he discovers that the company is negotiating a large contract, and he undercuts it. Despite clearly showing considerable business acumen, his status as an ex-convict complicates everything. A similar pattern follows with other jobs, for example when he is canvassing for a newspaper – his ability to do the job counts for little when his past is discovered. Even when innocent, Kufult acts guiltily – when a magistrate asks him why he “behaved just like a hardened criminal” when questioned by the police, he replies:
“Herr Specht treated me just as a police officer does treat a real criminal.”
As in many of his novels, Fallada manages the rhythm of hope and despondency with skill. Money is a constant concern for Kufult and he finds himself with only a few marks and no income at points, but at others is able to earn well. Friendships with ex-convicts come and go – some can be trusted, others not at all. There is even a love story of a kind. Intriguingly, in the final chapter, Fallada turns to Kufult’s childhood when he was unfairly treated by a pastor he is lodging with. The same sense of grievance has haunted him throughout the novel’s pages. His father tells him:
“You must learn that you can do as much damage by doing what’s foolish as by doing what’s wrong.”
This is a lesson Kufult never quite seems to learn.
Once a Jailbird, now almost a hundred years old, is sadly just as relevant now, demonstrating that imprisonment makes every future more difficult except a life of crime, and that prisoners can become institutionalised to the point that the feel prison is the best place for them. In Fallada’s own words:
“It doesn’t really matter what Kufalt does; whatever happens he’s caught fast in a trap and he cannot struggle free.”