On a steamy Sunday last July, at about half-past noon, a caravan of unmarked SUVs exited the FBI’s Washington, D.C., field office, an eight-story concrete building that exudes all the charm of a supermax prison. The cars moved swiftly across the city; speed was critical. There were indications that the target, who had canceled the lease on her apartment and packed her belongings, was about to take flight.
America’s 250th Celebration Belongs To You, Not DC
Americans reading this are lucky enough to be alive on the 250th anniversary of their country’s declaration of independence. How independent the United States actually is these days or how much the country remains dedicated to the ideals of the founding is highly...
