I made it into the Bronx, dumped my car in a fenced-in pay lot around 200th street, grabbed a couple notebooks and pens, my keys and the clothes on my back and started walking toward the war zone.
Why we absolutely love former BPD Chief Linskey’s Twitter feed …
Some words from Chomsky on the sad state of international media
“I know we’re going to get people that roll their eyes about the name of the book because they think it’s a marketing ploy and a t-shirt, but to them I’ll just say ‘read it.'”
This legal Ping-Pong game will continue to go back and forth through his trial. Meanwhile, Dzhokhar sits in his cell, living off meals of chicken and rice and allowed to make only one phone call, write only one letter each week.