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Sirius: A Deeper Look at the Liberty Deal

Last week I felt like a prisoner on death row, strapped to a gurney with a doctor standing next to me with a needle is his hand, while I'm looking at the red phone and hoping the Governor calls. Today we got the call...and I'm sure not going to be bitching about it being a stay rather than a pardon. 16 cents is a damned sight better than what it would be if this deal hadn't been done. We're not out of the woods yet, but this prison food sure tastes better than a dirt sandwich.