I first met Alice Marie Johnson in April 2013. Seeking to tell the stories of the “living dead,” or the over 3,200 people serving life sentences without parole for nonviolent offenses, I wrote to prisoners around the country. I had originally written to Alice’s cellmate, but Alice then wrote to me, and soon we were talking on the phone and emailing. Alice had been sentenced to die in prison for her role in a nonviolent drug conspiracy, her first arrest or conviction.
I am so happy for you Alice Marie, but I am sad that your freedom came at the cost of a political stunt by a man who cared not about you.
Shows the poor only have value when the rich become interested in you. Thousands of Alice Johnsons deserve the same second chance.
The drug war in one word…Disgusting.