Friday, January 13, 2006

I'm a Convicted Felon, Not an Artist!

Or vice versa.

The New Republic reports that James Traficant, he of the magnificent toupee/tranquilized flying squirrel, has turned to painting to while away the time in the Big House, as opposed to racketeering and bribery to while away the time in the Big House of Representatives. Almost a photo finish as to which will have a more pernicious effect on this country.

Paint meets various surfaces (including "prison cardboard," whatever that is) here.

Jim or Jimbo, as he prefers to be known, got eight years for his crimes. Laura wonders, "How many years for doing this art?"

Update 1/16: According to Traficant's site, he is no longer allowed to emit art on a frequency discernible to humans. (OK, that's a paraphrase.) Strangely enough, he blames his further restriction of freedom on the attention he received by his act of, well, attracting attention to himself. Go figure. In the comments, Heather notes:
Ya know, it was the day after the report on p4500 that Jim's paintbrush was confiscated. Coincidence???
Not likely. Just another example of the Almighty Blogosphere (cue Also Sprach Zarathustra) at work!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Perhaps if Sammy had seen that painting, he'd have shot Jimbo rather than the Pope....

Anonymous said...

As of the 14th, "Mr Traficant is no longer permitted to partake in workshop activities." No more paintings from Jimbo, for now, anyway. It seems inhumane to forbid a prisoner to paint, even if the results are as, um, as unique as Jimbo's.
Ya know, it was the day after the report on p4500 that Jim's paintbrush was confiscated. Coincidence???

Anonymous said...

I like how he says he was "railroaded" in his second indictment for bribery and corruption (he got off the first time by defending himself in Youngstown with the alibi that he was running his own sting to see who would give bribes). If I recall he was unanimously convicted on 11 of 12 counts while a Congressmen. But that one count was completely unjust!