King Rats
(Page 10 of 10)
May/June 1996
Michael Levine, Prison Life
'Sure,' I said. 'I'd love to.'
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It would be months before I learned that the attorney and the federal prosecutor had worked out a plea bargaining deal. Miguel pled guilty to 'use of a telephone for the purpose of facilitating a drug transaction,' and ended up with a four-year prison sentence. I suppose it could have been worse.
It would be more than a year before I would learn that the U.S. government had decided to settle with Carlson for $2.75 million, avoiding a trial and the public revelations of my reports. Part of the final agreement was that the government's reports of its own actions be classified.
The U.S. attorney of San Diego made a public statement exonerating the agents and prosecutors of all wrongdoing. He said that 'the system' failed Carlson, but that the agents and prosecutors were to be commended for having done their jobs.
And somewhere in the middle of this political shit storm the truth was lost and, as usual, all the rats--those with badges, those in appointed and political office--came out smelling like roses, while the walking-around, taxpaying, hardworking Americans took it up the ass.
God bless America, I thought. The land where the rat is king.
Reprinted from Prison Life, Jan/Feb 1996. Note this magazine is no longer active.
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