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For those looking for a good summer read I highly recommend yesterday’s indictment of Congressman William Jefferson of Louisiana. It’s a genre-busting saga with something for everyone: mystery lovers will enjoy the overseas intrigue; fans of detective stories will marvel at the maze of shell companies Jefferson allegedly set up to solicit bribes; and fans of comedy will delight in learning more about how Jefferson stashed cash in his freezer.
The indictment bore out the reporting I did on the Jefferson case last year. I first reported here that in addition to his escapades in Nigeria, Jefferson was also taking payoffs for business deals he helped arranged in Equatorial Guinea and Sao Tome, and that was alleged and detailed in the indictment. I also reported here on the array of Louisiana-registered firms whose officers included Jefferson’s family members and close political associates; a number of those firms, such as Providence International Petroleum and International Petroleum, were named in the indictment. And I reported extensively on Global Environmental Energy Corp (GEEC), another shady firm with close ties to Jefferson. GEEC–a waste recycling company with ties to several felons, including a man who allegedly bilked the YMCA and a bible college–is not named in the indictment but it can be identified as “Company C.” You can read about GEEC’s relationship with Jefferson beginning on page 46 of the indictment (paragraph 194).
Yes, I know about the presumption of innocence, but Jefferson is going to have a hard time weaseling out of this. I once interviewed an international businessman who was introduced to Jefferson in the late-1990s by a mutual friend in Louisiana. He told me that within thirty minutes, Jefferson was proposing a host of possible business opportunities that seemingly involved making payoffs to African government officials. “I was astonished,” this person told me. “Imagine the sort of things he would have been proposing if I’d known him for a week.”
More from Ken Silverstein:
Commentary — November 17, 2015, 6:41 pm
The Clintons’ so-called charitable enterprise has served as a vehicle to launder money and to enrich family friends.
Years ago, I lived in Montana, a land of purple sunsets, clear streams, and snowflakes the size of silver dollars drifting through the cold air. There were no speed limits and you could legally drive drunk. My small apartment in Missoula had little privacy. In order to write, I rented an off-season fishing cabin on Rock Creek, a one-room place with a bed and a bureau. I lacked the budget for a desk. My idea was to remove a sliding door from a closet in my apartment and place it over a couple of hastily cobbled-together sawhorses.
Average number of bacteria living in a pound of U.S. mud:
Canadian doctors saved a baby from drowning in his own drool by using Botox on his salivary glands.
A black bear named Pedals, famous for walking upright on his hind legs through Rockaway Township, New Jersey, was reported killed by a hunter, and a hiker in California was attacked after he interrupted two bears mating. It was a “pretty good bear attack,” said the local police chief.
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"She never thanked me, never looked at me—melted away into the miserable night, in the strangest manner I ever saw. I have seen many strange things, but not one that has left a deeper impression on my memory than the dull impassive way in which that worn-out heap of misery took that piece of money, and was lost."