Such a proud ending for Atlanta's former mayor. Kind of - he's appealing. But he's going in for some hard time thank to his eight years of non-stop corruption (making it much easier to appreciate Shirley Franklin and the good things she's managed to do on occasion.)
In honor of Georgia's newest celebrity con (replacing Bobby Brown/Whitney Houston), here's a little ditty courtesy of the Man in Black:
I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.
When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.
I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.
Johnny Cash, Folsom Prison Blues, 1956.
Enjoy your well-deserved stay at the Greybar Hotel.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Campbell sentenced to 30 months in jail
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