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Record producer John Forte's sentence commuted

Tue Nov 25, 2008 5:25pm

NEW YORK (Billboard) - Rapper/producer John Forte, who worked closely with the Fugees before being sent to prison on drug charges, had his sentence commuted Monday (November 24) by President George W. Bush.

The musician was arrested at Newark International Airport in 2000 for possession with intent to distribute cocaine and conspiracy to distribute. Police discovered Forte with two briefcases filled with liquid cocaine, which they estimated were worth $1.4 million.

He was sentenced to the mandatory minimum of 14 years and was serving time in Fort Dix, New Jersey. He will be released December 22 after serving just over seven years. He must serve five years of supervised probation.

Forte, 33, co-wrote two songs on the Fugees' 1996 breakthrough, "The Score." He also released two solo albums, "Poly Sci" (produced by the Fugees' Wyclef Jean) and "I, John."

Singer Carly Simon and her son, Ben, who attended Exeter Academy with Forte, were vocal advocates for the artist's release.

http://www.reuters.com/article/musicNews/idUSTRE4AO9BH20081125

Huh?

*But were afraid to ask.

Sorry bout the subtitles but this shit is hilarious.

Thoughts:

Why go through all that trouble to secretly steal Bolivia's water and jack up the rates, when you can just use the World Bank and let the everyone know about it instead?

Fuck Structural Adjustment Programs.

I've been thinking way too much today. Not just the studying. I also thought a lot about my relationships with people and what my life might look like in another 5 years. Both of which appear pretty bleak at the moment.

I might add more detail later, might not. But I'm done for tonight. My brain feels dry.

So gather 'round as I run it down. And unravel my pedigree.

Not so hyped on Obama anymore. In the months leading up to the election, it was more that I wanted McCain (and Palin) to lose than him to win.

But this past Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I guess I got caught up in all the imagery. Back to cyncism for me. Obama still has his corporate masters.

The Trammps

Respec.

I didn't grow grow up up po' po' but once you get grown and out on your own
Bills upon bills upon bills is what you have
Before you get your check than you already spent half
See I make money, money doesn't make me

Chapter 13 (Rich Man vs. Poor Man)

Resurrection (1994)

Common Sense

but I'm gonna go down on you...
And you're gonna love it...
But it's only going to be long enough to let you start enjoying it...
Then i'm gonna come back up again and f*ck you, big time...

Love,

Gas Prices

(not my creation)

These morons were holding signs for "Yes on Prop. 8" on a street corner. I was a passenger, so I could devote my full attention to them.

"BOOOOOOOOOOO! MOVE TO IRAN!"

I considered throwing a middle finger up, but ultimately decided against it.

Against gay marriage? Fine. Then don't get one.

Think gay marriage goes against the word of your god? Fine. But YOUR religious beliefs do not legistlate MY rights.

Capice?

Look it's your great uncle! 

I watched American History X over the weekend.

And now every time I see a concrete curb/step/retaining wall all I can think of is a curb stomp.

*shudder*

Word to mother.

To look at him now.

I want you. Right now.

But mine, on the other hand....