
I Am Fully Capable of Entertaining Myself in Prison for Decades If Need Be
After my first FBI raid I started reading those little guides on life in prison that one finds online and noticed several references to role-playing games.
After my first FBI raid I started reading those little guides on life in prison that one finds online and noticed several references to role-playing games.
Partly as a consequence of my natural rambunctiousness, I’ve spent a total of five months over the past few years of incarceration being held in Special Housing Unit confinement cells, informally known as “the hole.”
Niall Ferguson proves that if you compare Henry Kissinger’s least murderous act of secret foreign intervention to John Foster Dulles’s most murderous, Kissinger comes out as less murderous.
In his charmless biography of Henry Kissinger, Niall Ferguson fails to make a dishonest argument come out in his own favor.
Although one’s first few days at a new prison are always given over largely to errands and social obligations, I did manage to get in some much-needed reading time.
Barrett Brown, writing from a new prison in Texas, attempts to decipher his overlords’ charming decrees.
Last night The Intercept won a National Magazine Award in the Columns and Commentary category for three pieces by Barrett Brown, including this one, on Jonathan Franzen's latest novel.
My new cellmate snuck over to Dallas from Mexico when he was 15, became the leader of a gang, did a year in state prison for shooting another drug dealer with a shotgun, and worships Santa Muerte, the skeletal narco-deity beloved throughout the Mexican underworld.
When I arrived at the Fort Worth Correctional Institution to serve the remainder of my sentence, the place turned out to be an unspoiled journalistic paradise of poorly concealed government corruption and ham-fisted cover-ups.