Ritchie: Perhaps Conrad Black got the last laugh on American justice

I first met Conrad Black when we were students together at Carleton University in the 1960s. We were not natural allies – I lived at home and walked to school whereas he drove a Lincoln and shared a luxury apartment downtown; and his politics were considerably to the right of mine, even then. But we shared a love of ideas and greatly enjoyed our battles over the chessboard (which I won) and in debate (which I often lost). Read More