I love a good blog fight as much as anyone, but after reading several thousand words of accusations and counter accusations being slung between Salon blogger Glenn Greenwald and Wired’s Evan Hansen and Kevin Poulsen, I’m left scratching my head trying to figure out what, exactly, this particular dispute is all about. For those of you who haven’t been paying attention, first of all: congratulations.
Every now and then, I come across a feature article that’s so enthralling, it demands my attention and won’t surrender it until I finish reading. Rich Schapiro’s “The Incredible True Story of the Collar Bomb Heist” for Wired magazine’s January 2011 issue is one of those pieces. It’s written with such energy and momentum, and leads to such a devastating conclusion, that I daresay it is one of the best reading experiences I’ve had all year. The article begins as follows:
At 2:28 pm on August 28, 2003, a middle-aged pizza deliveryman named Brian Wells walked into a PNC Bank in Erie, Pennsylvania. He had a short cane in his right hand and a strange bulge under the collar of his T-shirt. Wells, 46 and balding, passed the teller a note. “Gather employees with access codes to vault and work fast to fill bag with $250,000,” it said. “You have only 15 minutes.” Then he lifted his shirt to reveal a heavy, boxlike device dangling from his neck. According to the note, it was a bomb. The teller, who told Wells there was no way to get into the vault at that time, filled a bag with cash—$8,702—and handed it over. Wells walked out, sucking on a Dum Dum lollipop he grabbed from the counter, hopped into his car, and drove off. He didn’t get far. Some 15 minutes later, state troopers spotted Wells standing outside his Geo Metro in a nearby parking lot, surrounded him, and tossed him to the pavement, cuffing his hands behind his back. Wells told the troopers that while out on a delivery he had been accosted by a group of black men who chained the bomb around his neck at gunpoint and forced him to rob the bank. “It’s gonna go off!” he told them in desperation. “I’m not lying.”
When a piece begins like that and doesn’t let up for 5,000+ words, you know you’re in for a literary treat. The piece is now online in its entirety, and I’d strongly suggest you go read it immediately. I’ll wait.
I had the chance to chat with Schapiro about how he put together the piece. Schapiro spent hundreds of hours poring over public records, case files, and court documents. He interviewed over 70 individuals, which included, according to Schapiro, “friends of the people who were charged, people who were charged themselves [that] I developed relationships with, people who worked on the case — the local people in Erie, the county coroner, people in the county courthouse…” It’s a staggering work of journalism that spans years and I’m impressed at how tightly the final piece reads given how much work Schapiro put into it.
When I asked him what the hardest part of writing the feature was, Schapiro explained:
The story has so many turns. It really is, I think, a case of truth-stranger-than-fiction. You couldn’t make this stuff up, what actually happens between these characters. The sequencing — telling the story, trying to figure out the order, ordering the story in such a way that it makes sense and will allow readers to follow along…it’s very easy to get lost in the bizarre events that happened after Brian Wells passed away, and actually, what led to that as well. So, telling the story in an organized, meaningful way that is still gripping and still accessible for readers was one of the greater challenges. Fortunately, and I can’t say this enough, the editors I was working with at Wired were fantastic and, no doubt, improved the story.
Indeed, with so many characters and with such a complex timeline, the challenge of pulling together an enthralling, coherent narrative must have been considerable, but I think the feature pulls this off expertly.
I told Rich how cinematic I thought the piece was, and how it bears certain similarities to the Saw series of movies. But Rich brought up another parallel, saying, “What I kept thinking about when I was writing was its similarities to another film: The Usual Suspects.” It’s an apt comparison that gives you a sense of how twisted and surprising the final story becomes. In the end, “The Collar Bomb” heist piece is the perfect marriage of solid investigative journalism and skillful, stylish writing. And if you haven’t read it yet, go check it out now!
Here’s the audio of my entire interview with Schapiro:
Apparently, every part of the Disney experience is carefully managed, including line wait times:
Deep in the bowels of Walt Disney World, inside an underground bunker called the Disney Operational Command Center, technicians know that you are standing in line and that you are most likely annoyed about it. Their clandestine mission: to get you to the fun faster.
Turns out Harry Potter isn’t the Antichrist personified after all! At least, according to Yale University professor Danielle Tumminio, who argues that Potter actually exhibits values that any Christian should seek to emulate. From CNN:
“I see him best as a seeker in a world where Christianity is not the vocabulary. I see him best as a seeker trying to live a life of faith in the same way a Christian seeker tries to live a life grace,” Tumminio told CNN. Tumminio said she wrote God and Harry Potter at Yale: Teaching Faith and Fantasy Fiction in an Ivy League Classroom, to explore the contention by conservative Christians that Harry Potter is akin to heresy. “I felt like the conversation about the Harry Potter series among Christians was really narrow,” Tumminio said.
Chris Jones, on the strange happiness of the emergency medic:
[P]aramedics are a surprisingly sunny bunch. They understand that it’s all so much randomness anyway, a cosmic confluence of vectors. One night, four kids got into a car and raced down the slushy streets until the driver lost control. The car spun like a roulette wheel before it was finally stopped by a streetlight. One kid, unlucky enough to have chosen the seat that ended up with the streetlight in it, suffered massive head injuries. The other three walked away. They knew the out-of-body feeling that follows the cheating of death, the feeling that every day between that day and their last will be a gift that so easily could have gone unopened. Paramedics know that feeling better than anyone, because they walk out of nightmares unscathed again and again. They know what a genuinely bad day really looks like, and they know that day will come for them, too, but today is not that day, and that knowledge alone was reason enough for Suzanne to smile.
Roger Ebert has an incredibly heartwarming story about how one of his readers tried to track down a copy of Secretariat for her grandfather. Wow. The power of movies. That is all.
The New York Timesrecently ran a piece that compared Jon Stewart to Edward R. Murrow due to his advocacy of the Zadroga bill, which provided billions in much-needed funding for 9/11 first-responders. I’ve always thought Stewart has had more of an effect on our discourse than he himself will willingly admit, so I read the Times article was interest. Many others did too, but most commentators noted that the piece lacked the journalistic bite that usually accompanies a Times article of this sort. Why? Because Syracuse Professor Walter J. Thompson was quoted prominently.
What’s wrong with that? According to NYTPicker back in October, Thompson has been interviewed by 78 different Times reporters for 150 separate stories:
To these 78 NYT reporters, Thompson has offered a convenient shortcut past that necessary evil of journalism: the expert quote. Thompson’s superior ability to deliver short, pithy comments on a wide spectrum of topics, on deadline — along with his handy “professor” title — has made him indispensable to the hordes of NYT reporters who’ve desperately dialed him for that all-important dollop of hot air.
Referring to the new Times piece, The Observer puts it best: “The man’s brain waste literally becomes New York Times headlines! Oh to be a sophomore at Syracuse looking for a thesis advisor!”
