Criminal Justice

It sounds simple, but I’ve seen guys who called themselves “rat smashers” pick the wrong rat to smash.

Then I used music to grieve my father's death.

A new project is teaching habitual offenders to change how they think—and act—with cognitive behavioral therapy.

Before I knew it, my trainer had wrapped my face and head in Saran wrap and was beating me and smashing my head into the wall.

Before I knew it, my trainer had wrapped my face and head in Saran wrap and was beating me and smashing my head into the wall.

"Well, you’re still a she for now, anyway," the doctor told me when I started hormone therapy.

The audience responded with a chorus of laughter as I won points for my team—and for incarcerated people everywhere.

It's insane how much celebrities are influencing Trump.

I used to wear my clothes very big and baggy; now all the jeans fit very tight. I stare at one of the porters for assurance that I look cool.

How the most notorious gangster of all time was railroaded in Philadelphia.

Even a breakfast of boiled eggs and cheese somehow gets screwed up by a rogue inmate.

As night fell, nerves got rattled and rumors flew.