Ross Ulbricht Won't Get a New Trial in Silk Road Case
Sarah Jeong at Forbes with grim news for Ross Ulbricht this week, as Judge Katherine Forrest denied a motion for a new trial for the man convicted for crimes related to starting and operating the darkweb sales site Silk Road.
The key parts:
The central argument in the defense's motion hinges on the notion that the seal of secrecy surrounding the Force-Bridges grand jury investigation [into the crimes of a couple of the federal agents who investigated Silk Road] prevented a fair shot at a defense. But the specific legal argument at play is that exculpatory evidence—evidence that could exonerate Ulbricht—was not provided on a timely basis, shortchanging the defense's ability to prepare for the trial. The defense's theory—that Mark Karpeles was the real Dread Pirate Roberts, and that Ulbricht was set up—does link back to evidence that was prevented from being introduced in court, partly due to the seal on the ongoing grand jury investigation of Agents Force and Bridges…
However, this wasn't enough to persuade the judge to grant a new trial, since it "does not address how any additional evidence, investigation, or time would have raised even a remote (let alone reasonable) probability that the outcome of the trial would be any different."
In the opinion, Judge Katherine B. Forrest barely held back her incredulity.
The trial started with the jury hearing that at the time of his arrest, Ulbricht was actively engaged in an online chat with an undercover agent posing as a Silk Road employee. Ulbricht was at his laptop, typing, and logged in as the Dread Pirate Roberts.
The judge went on to recite the other evidence, including among other things incriminating spreadsheets, chat logs, encryption keys, and "what can only be described as an electronic diary: a detailed description by Ulbricht of how and why he started Silk Road—and the various events that occurred over the years in relation to it—sprinkled with details from Ulbricht's private life."
Ulbricht's sentencing—he faces potential life in jail—is scheduled for May 15.
For Silk Road fanatics, Wired came out today with its year-and-a-half in the works narrative journalism history of Silk Road, or at least the first half of it.
It's compellingly written, and appears to be largely sourced from FBI agent Chritopher Tarbell, a former Silk Road administrator and alleged target of a hired kill from Ulbricht named Curtis "chronicpain" Green, old Ulbricht girlfriend Julia Vie, DEA Agent Chris Force (himself now facing criminal charges that arose from his investigation of Silk Road), and Dread Pirate Roberts' (the pseudonym used by Silk Road boss, who Ulbricht was found guilty of being) chat logs. The subhed alas treats the untried allegations of murder for hire as if they are proven.
My own pre-trial feature account of the rise and fall of Silk Road.
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Back when my balls
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On my journey
To maturity
My psyche was infected
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Hitler?
No but he did kill people.
We have a winner, Hamster of Doom, who correctly guessed the guy who killed Jeffrey Dahmer. His name is Christopher Scarver and here is the interview on why he did it:
http://nypost.com/2015/04/28/m.....ey-dahmer/
And here is the link to the poetry:
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Good work Hamster!
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Your mom?
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A Vogon?
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He killed some guy you've heard of.
Mark David Chapman?
Now you're getting warmer.
Video (who killed the Radio Star)?
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White Hispanic George Zimmerman?
Ha!
Charles Manson?
Incorrect. He killed his victim with a metal bar though, if that helps.
Keith Richards?
He just killed somebody indirectly from the massive blood transfusion, but good guess nonetheless.
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Bertrand Cantat?
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Not the guy I'm thinking of though.
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I originally thought the guy killed him because he was disgusted with what he had done, but in an interview published yesterday, the guy who wrote the poetry indicated that the killed the man because he was creeping everyone in the prison out, by accentuating his image, e.g. fashioning the food into severed limbs and such.
The dude that killed Dahmer?
Bingo! We have a winner! Here is the interview with Christopher Scarver on why he did it:
http://nypost.com/2015/04/28/m.....ey-dahmer/
And here is the link to the poetry:
http://www.414scarver-solutions.com/poetry.html
Good work Hamster!
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Holy fuck the banner image they drew of Ulbricht is scary looking. It's like Wired hired an illustrator and said "We want you to draw Ross Ulbricht and do it like you're a Nazi drawing a Jew."
I suppose the judge knows a stacked deck when she sees one.
And likes what she sees.
Epix channel produced a documentary called Deep Web that will supposedly deal with, at least partially, Silk Road. I'll be curious to see how they present it.
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Sweet.
SThe judge went on to recite the other evidence, including among other things incriminating spreadsheets, chat logs, encryption keys, ....
Is encryption suspicious now? No online banking?
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Le cage-match aux folles?
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I think of it as the dude that looked at the Ark, but lived somehow.
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pussay
Is that the singular? Would the plural be Pussi?
Brian D.:
When I read your post and caught your last comment about the subhed, I wasn't sure I understood (especially after all the parentheticals). I also guess I couldn't believe that Wired would do such a thing. But I just swung (swang, swinged, swunged...) over to the site, and holy jeebus, you're right. I now refuse to read the article because if it begins with that, I'm going to question everything else in the piece.
Ok, I couldn't stand it.
Take these two sentences, one right after the other. The first:
Like most libertarians, Ross believed that drug use was a personal choice.
I take the author believes that drug use isn't a personal choice- or specifically, it's a quirk of libertarian philosophy. The second:
And like all people paying attention, he observed that the war on drugs was a complete failure.
Everyone who's smart knows this to be true-- it's no quirk of libertarian thought at all!
What would the author's solution to the drug 'problem' be if they were to get their wish and eliminate the drug war, but still possibly (probably?) believe that drug use isn't a 'personal choice'?
And what's with the weird graphic-novel-style animated gifs?
arrested Monsegur earlier that night in the Jacob Riis Houses on the Lower East Side.
Boy, that there is some DEEP irony. DEEP in the irony red meter.