Irwin Schiff, Political Prisoner

David, I only saw Irwin talk once. Like his son Peter, Irwin was an extraordinary speaker: no ums or ahs, eloquent sentence following eloquent sentence in logical progrression, classical rhetorical skills.

He was caged for the last years of his life in the big prison in Angola, Indiana, a desperately ill, 87-year-old man handcuffed to his hospital bed, just in case he might wobble out and challenge the machinegun-toting guards.

Irwin was punished for answering a question in public about his last book, which a federal judge had ordered him never to discuss.



2:56 pm on October 17, 2015