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!