This morning, Ricky Jackson walked out of the Cuyahoga County courtroom in downtown Cleveland a free man after 39 years in prison--several of those on death row--for a murder he didn't commit.
Trauma-informed care can and should be an essential part of the process to help both victims and offenders build stable lives. Building mental health care into the recovery process the same way we are beginning to do for veterans is key to stopping the cycle of violence.
Imagine a situation where you are accused of a crime -- perhaps a crime you did not commit, or maybe even a crime you were the victim of. The arresting officers use a different language; you're unable to communicate what happened before you get brought to jail.
We hear too many stories of our supersized justice system. Too many people locked up, the school-to-prison pipeline, etc. Here is another one: A 70 year old woman in Alexandria, Virginia, has been prosecuted for failing to take adequate care of her ailing, wheel-chair bound, 98 year old mother.
This issue should continue to be examined, articulated and pressed forward with the legitimate chance of actualizing legislation to ensure that catcalling and street harassment is a prosecutable crime.
Republicans argue that punitive sentences are essential to a tough-on-crime approach that keeps our streets safe. I see building stronger communities with adequate support mechanisms, not building stronger prisons, as the path to a safer society.
Inadequate jury pay is essentially gutting class diversity and creating more homogenous juries that no longer represent a true cross-section of our communities.
Even though a person's skin color does not have anything whatsoever to do with whether or not they are guilty of a crime, it matters. Race matters in ways that it shouldn't. And a recent Sentencing Project report about racial perceptions of criminal justice emphasizes just how much.
I discovered this very little-known but fascinating murder case that few people outside law-enforcement circles have heard of. It involves the death of two children in the small, seaside Argentine town of Necochea in 1892. As I continued my research into the state of forensics in Argentina and the rest of the world at the time, I came across some very fascinating facts.
The Kris Maharaj case is a judicial train wreck, and it is sadly not unique: it is past time for a wholesale reassessment of how we deal with a miscarriage of justice, and time is running out for Mr. Maharaj.
I have spent the last four years interviewing law enforcement, sex workers and experts on the sex industry for an upcoming book and they all say that shutting down one or two websites that permit ads for sex work will only make things worse for girls and women who are being sexually exploited.
It doesn't matter if you wear a suit and tie, if you break the law you will go to prison. Sending that message would make all of us safer. But we haven't been doing that consistently enough in America in recent years.
Andrew Fryberg died November 7th at Harborview Medical Center in Seattle, two weeks after being shot in the head by his cousin, Jaylen Fryberg, at Marysville-Pilchuck High School.
There's a passage in the acclaimed novel The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky that has resonated and haunted me for decades.
Is advantage play, such as card counting, really cheating, or is it just working the system? Should a casino be allowed to withhold winnings from someone simply because he or she is a skilled player with a talent that sets him or her apart from the other players?
Takuma Sakuragi, a 70-year-old Japanese politician infamous for his fiery, anti-Chinese rhetoric, is on trial for drug smuggling -- in China. No amount of diplomacy will adequately explain away the 3.3 kilograms, just a little over seven pounds, of methamphetamine in his luggage.
Twenty years after his son was fatally shot by a police officer, Nicholas Heyward Sr stares out the kitchen window of his Brooklyn apartment, one hand distractedly placed on a stack of newspaper clippings related to the death of then-13-year-old Nicholas N. Heyward Jr, an honors student who loved to play basketball.