As more and more sectors of our society jockey for federal bailout money, I'm reminded of a trip I recently made to a juvenile correction facility in upstate New York. The youths there have no advocates, but their needs are far more real -- and tenuous -- than any investment bankers I know.
The day had started off well, and I was heartened by the appearance of the place. Yes, there was the barbed wire, but it wasn't nearly as depressing...
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