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It amazes me how Frank Conklin, the moonlighting Evanston cop who arrested me, after expelling me from Barnes & Noble, on Fri 29 Apr 94, for trespassing (on Sherman Ave.?) can get his lies printed after the fact. What the Reader printed from Conklin: that I was passing out leaflets in the store, was not even on the charge sheet read by a bailiff at the Skokie bond hearing (where 2 bonds, separate and contradictory, were placed on me for one and the same charge). That Conklin can get his lie out first, and have it treated with “journalistic objectivity” which means giving it equal weight to my denial, may illustrate how objectivity does not necessarily serve Truth and may help you understand how Goebbels and Hitler got away with theirs as well as they did. The victim is at a disadvantage, particularly when the victim is unknown but “Authority” has Respectability.
My $50.00 pants had some crease in them, which Joravsky never saw but which he qualifies as “baggy.” Nowadays baggy is stylish–has anyone noticed? The field jacket, a hand-me-down from Donald Adamowicz–tho quite serviceable–had seen its best days and would complement Joravsky’s imagination.
Towards the immediacy of statelessness,
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