Sunday, 20 April 2014

R.I.P. Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter

"Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties

Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
That's the story of the Hurricane
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done
Put him in a prison cell but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world."
.... lyrics from 'Hurricane' by Bob Dylan

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