By Sol Wachtler
Using down the big apple limited-access highway in November of 1992, Sol Wachtler used to be New York’s leader pass judgement on and inheritor obvious to the recent York governorship. by surprise, 3 van a great deal of FBI brokers swerved in entrance of him—bringing his vehicle and his felony profession to a halt. Wachtler's next arrest, conviction, and incarceration for harassing his longtime lover brought on a media feeding frenzy, revealing to the realm his struggles with romantic attachment, manic melancholy, and drug abuse.
In this, his criminal diary, Wachtler unearths the stark truth at the back of his vertiginous fall from the heights of the felony institution to the underbelly of the legal justice method. Sentenced to a medium protection legal in Butner, North Carolina, Wachtler is stabbed via an unseen assailant, berated by means of criminal guards, and again and again positioned in solitary confinement with out clarification. additionally, as a prisoner he confronts firsthand the inequities of a procedure his judicial rulings helped to build and befriends the kind of humans he as soon as sentenced.
With unflinching honesty, Wachtler attracts on his detailed adventure of dwelling existence on either side of the bench to color a chilling portrait of criminal lifestyles interwoven with a no-holds-barred research of the shortcomings of the yankee felony justice approach.
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