This article first appeared in the St. Louis Beacon: In the venerable tradition of Lazarus, MacArthur and doggedly resilient souls everywhere, I return — again.
My writing career has acquired a zombie-like mystique because the damned thing just won’t stay dead. Some of you may recall that I used to author a weekly column in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. That gig ended when I publicly disputed certain assertions made in a Post expose of the St. Louis Sheriff’s Department, where I presently work. Rather than debating the substantive issues I raised, the editors determined that I suffered from a “conflict of interest” and killed my column.