Something More
What Else Can We Do for the Cause of Freedom?
by Missy Beattie
Sunday, sister Laura and I went to a festival a block from my apartment. We walked past the vendor artists, their booths of pottery, jewelry, paintings, and metalwork, and opened our portable chairs near a stage where musicians performed. An event organizer took
the mic and said someone mentioned the strangeness of having a festival when the country’s facing so many problems. She’d responded that art makes the world go ‘round.
I sat there, thinking about Herman Wallace and Alfred Woodfox. Actually, I’ve thought of little else for over a week.
Wallace spent 41 years in solitary confinement at Louisiana’s Angola prison. And so has Woodfox. For Wallace, the torture is over. Diagnosed in June with advanced liver cancer, he was freed by a federal judge on Tuesday, October 1st and died three days later at the home of a friend. (more…)
Maybe that’s protection, insulation. Really, how could we approach each day if we knew at the molecular level the agony of bereavement?
published in USA Today, the list includes such gems as “Did I miss anything important?†“I took this class for an easy A,†“I didn’t know we had anything due,†“I was studying for another course so couldn’t do my work for this class,†and “Did you answer my email yet?â€
prison policy. The author, Shawn Griffith, was released last year from Florida’s prison system at the age of 41, after spending most of his life, almost 24 years, behind bars, including seven in solitary confinement.Â
“The scope of injuries,†Jim Yardley writes in the 

