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...spent 9 months in prison on marijuana-related charges. But you once said that you never considered yourself a pot activist, just an actor who showed the audience what it looks like to be stoned. Do you still believe that? Activism, to me, I don't know if it really works. It may work for somebody else, but it does not work for me. The government did not like the fact that I was advertising bongs or that my son's company was advertising bongs in High Times. So they started a thing called "Operation Pipe Dreams...
...past, when faith questions have been put to McCain, he has answered by talking either about how his father prayed for him while he was imprisoned in Vietnam or about a guard in one of the prison camps who shared his Christianity by sketching a cross in the sand with his toe. Both are moving stories, but a number of high-level Evangelicals have complained that they illustrate others' faith instead of McCain's. Warren will undoubtedly give McCain the chance to talk in personal terms about his faith. But as many a politician has learned, speaking about faith...
...lived through enough negatives in his life. When he was just six, a Sudanese rebel group kidnapped him and 50 others while he was in a church service. "We were praising God," he says. "All of a sudden, soldiers came in and told everyone to lay down." He escaped prison, and ran for three days and three nights, to the Kenyan border. He lived in a refugee camp for ten years. "I witnessed a lot of kids go to sleep, and never stand up again," he says. "It was one of those things - 'Well, it's his day today. Tomorrow...
...father would have been surprised to know what unlikely forms God's mercy could take. In prison, my captors would tie my arms behind my back and then loop the rope around my neck and ankles so that my head was pulled down between my knees. I was often left like that throughout the night. One night a guard came into my cell. He put his finger to his lips signaling for me to be quiet and then loosened my ropes to relieve my pain. The next morning, when his shift ended, the guard returned and retightened the ropes, never...
...walked up and stood silently next to me, not looking or smiling at me. Then he used his sandaled foot to draw a cross in the dirt. We stood wordlessly looking at the cross, remembering the true light of Christmas, even in the darkness of a Vietnamese prison camp...