Some poor bugger died shortly after escaping from the Australian immigration detention facility on Christmas Island a few days ago. I wonder where he was intending to escape?
Christmas Island is in the middle of the Indian Ocean and the only way off is by the airport. He had nowhere to run. There would be lucky to be 2000 people living on the small island of Christmas Island so he would stand out very quickly.
Many years ago, a fight broke out one breakfast time between the different nationalities regarding the management of the canteen at the Port Hedland immigration detention facility. They resolved the differences about this largely self-managed canteen where each cooked their own foods by deciding to stage a spontaneous escape.
As they marched down the road, free at last, the manager of the facility caught up with them. He asked them where were they going? He said it already telephoned Greyhound buses and told them not to sell them bus tickets. Perth is 1300 km away from Port Hedland. The manager of the facility suggested they all come back to settle things over a cuppa as it was warming up as noon was approaching.
Utopia, you are standing in it! 
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