Word: jaile
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...Silverman's net worth rocketed toward $1 billion. He was hailed as a genius. Then, in 1997, he merged HFS with direct-marketer CUC to form Cendant. CUC was an e-commerce pioneer, giving Silverman a tangential link to the Internet bubble. Under CEO Walter Forbes, now awaiting jail, CUC was also a pioneer at fabricating earnings, Silverman later discovered. This was the first of the big end-of-the-century accounting scandals, and though Silverman and Cendant survived it, the disaster cost him both his genius certification and most of his net worth...
...Pedro, the proletarian man of honor, usually bears injustice bravely. Sometimes he volunteers for public censure, taking the rap for a crime of passion his sister committed in Las Islas Marias. Sometimes he's railroaded into jail by a scheming rival, as in Nosotros los pobres...! Only rarely, as in The Woman I Lost, does he take up arms against the corrupting power. On the run for an accidental killing the police think is murder, he becomes a Robin Hood of the countryside, reappropriating the money the landowners have stolen from the people...
...role into another, cracking her gum as Undine’s not-too-bright valley-girl assistant, then smiling sickeningly over her clipboard and talking in a nasal voice as the counselor of a drug rehabilitation group. Her performance as the belligerent hooker who shares Undine’s jail cell was unforgettably comic...
...Zimbabwe's privations, Mugabe's hold on power seems unlikely to slip anytime soon. On my first day in jail, a heads-of-government Southern African Development Community summit met in Tanzania. In its ranks were other veterans of the fight against colonialism, like South African President Thabo Mbeki, many of whose supporters sympathize with Mugabe's demonization of the West as racist. Despite worldwide calls for censure, the conference refused to condemn Mugabe's leadership and affirmed Zimbabwe's right to noninterference. Mbeki was asked to act as mediator between the government and the opposition, but Mbeki told...
...last night in jail was a Sunday. I was falling asleep on the floor when I felt a low harmony echoing up through the concrete of the cell next door. There was bass, tenor and rhythm. For two hours, prisoners filled the jail with music. These were songs of suffering and acceptance, of beauty and soul undiminished...