Debtors Prison Back in Vogue

I once languished in debtors prison. When I was about seventeen, I got strep throat something terrible. It got so bad I couldn’t swallow my own saliva without great pain. I was lying in my bed trying to recuperate when my father came to my door: “Son, the police are here for you.” “Huh? What for?” I croaked out. “I don’t know. They say they have a bench warrant for your arrest.” “Okay.” I got up and put on some clothes. Two officers were standing in the hallway. “Hi. Read more […]