Conrad Black is free. As the old hymn puts it: The prisoner leaps to lose his chains. Hallelujah! Such sentiments, if not in hymn-singing form, will surely be widely shared among TAS readers.
But while the mills of U.S. justice grind slowly toward what one hopes will ultimately be Black's complete vindication, this column would like to offer some fraternal thoughts on the spiritual journey of an ex-offender.
Conrad Black has already written movingly about the last moments of his exit from custody and his first taste of freedom: