Praise for Solitary: FINALIST FOR THE PULITZER PRIZE IN GENERAL NONFICTION FINALIST FOR THE NATIONAL BOOK AWARD IN NONFICTION Named One of Barack Obama’s Favorite Books of 2019 Winner of the Stowe Prize Named the Louisiana Endowment for the Humanities Book of the Year Named a Best Book of the Year by the New York Times, the Washington Post, NPR, Publishers Weekly, BookBrowse, and Literary Hub Winner of the BookBrowse Award for Best Debut of 2019 A New York Times Book Review Editors’ Choice “An uncommonly powerful memoir about four decades in confinement . . . A profound book about friendship . . . Woodfox reminds us, in Solitary, of the tens of thousands of men, women, and children in solitary confinement in the United States. This is torture of a modern variety. If the ending of this book does not leave you with tears pooling down in your clavicles, you are a stronger person than I am. More lasting is Woodfox’s conviction that the American justice system is in dire need of reform.”―Dwight Garner, New York Times “A candid, heartbreaking, and infuriating chronicle . . . as well as a personal narrative that shows how institutionalized racism festered at the core of our judicial system and in the country’s prisons . . . It’s impossible to read Solitary and not feel anger . . . A timely memoir of that experience that should be required reading in the age of the Black Lives Matter movement. It’s also a story of conviction and humanity that shows some spirits are unbreakable.”―NPR “Heart-rending . . . Solitary is Woodfox’s pointillist account of an already boxed-in childhood and adolescence in the streets of New Orleans―by his own admission, an existence marked by ignorance and devoted to petty and increasingly serious crime―and the near entirety of an intellectually and spiritually expansive adulthood spent in one of the most brutal prisons in the country (and therefore the world) . . . Some of the most touching writing on platonic male friendship I have every encountered . . . ‘We must imagine Sisyphus happy,’ Camus famously wrote, and such a prompt is the ennobling virtue at the core of Solitary. It lifts the book above mere advocacy or even memoir and places it in the realm of stoic philosophy.”―Thomas Chatterton Williams, New York Times Book Review “Wrenching, sometimes numbing, sometimes almost physically painful to read. You want to turn away, put the book down: Enough, no more! But you can’t, because after forty-plus years, the very least we owe Woodfox is attention to his story . . . [Solitary’s] moral power is so overwhelming . . . Solitary should make every reader writhe with shame and ask: What am I going to do to help change this?”―Washington Post “Solitary is evidence of Woodfox’s extraordinary mental resilience in the face of relentless state cruelty. The pacing is brisk, with brief stops to reflect on the United States’ mass incarceration of black people, Woodfox’s black identity, and his personal philosophy, much of it centered on the Black Panther Party’s 10-Point Program. Woven together, these strands form an indictment of the U.S. criminal justice system that should be read for generations.”―Globe and Mail “We have had the opportunity to read a new book called Solitary by Albert Woodfox. Anyone who believes in capital punishment should read it . . . We should consider the story of Albert Woodfox. How can you call for the death penalty when you know an innocent man could be in the gallows? Is that risk civilized society can take? Not here, not now. Not ever again.”―Art Cullen, Storm Lake Times “[Woodfox’s] incredible story is necessary reading, not only to understand our era of mass incarceration, but the entire history of the judicial system in America.”―Town & Country “In this devastating, superb memoir, Woodfox reflects on his decades inside the Louisiana prison system . . . The book is a stunning indictment of a judicial system ‘not concerned with innocence or justice,’ and a crushing account of the inhumanity of solitary confinement. This breathtaking, brutal, and intelligent book will move and inspire readers.”―Publishers Weekly (starred review) “In beautifully poetic language that starkly contrasts the world he’s describing, Woodfox awes and inspires. He illustrates the power of the human spirit, while illuminated the dire need for prison reform in the United States. Solitary is a beautiful blend of passion, terror, and hope that everyone needs to experience.”―Shelf Awareness (starred review) “A man who spent four decades in solitary confinement for a crime he did not commit tells his shocking story . . . Woodfox explains how he overcame [brutal conditions] despite relentless despair . . . An important story for these times . . . An astonishing true saga of incarceration that would have surely faced rejection if submitted as a novel on the grounds that it could never happen in real life.”―Kirkus Reviews “Solitary is an astounding story and makes clear the inhumanity of solitary confinement. How Albert Woodfox maintained his compassion and sense of hope throughout his ordeal is both amazing and inspiring.”―Ibram X. Kendi, author of Stamped from the Beginning, winner of the National Book Award “Sage, profound and deeply humane, Albert Woodfox has authored an American testament. Solitary is not simply an indictment of the cruelties, absurdities and hypocrisies of the criminal justice system, it is a call to conscience for all who have allowed these acts to be done in our name.”―Jelani Cobb, author of The Substance of Hope “A man who would not be broken. Not by more than 40 years of solitary in Angola, not by maddening injustice in courts, not by beatings, isolation, or loneliness. Albert’s courage, wisdom, and kindness will inspire all who fight for social justice and have the good sense to read this book.”―Barry Scheck, Co-Founder of the Innocence Project “Albert Woodfox’s extraordinary life story is both an inspiring triumph of the human spirit and a powerful call for the necessity of prison reform.”―Van Jones, President of the Dream Corps and Host of CNN’s “The Van Jones Show” “Albert Woodfox shares his coming-of-age story with crystal clear-eyed perspective, holding nothing back as he unwraps the unvarnished truth of his life. Deftly weaving the undeniable threads of race, class, and systemic inequities that made his story―and so many similar ones―possible, his journey of resilience, perseverance, growth, and triumph is at once a cautionary tale, a challenge to all we think we know about the justice system, and an inspiring testimony to the power of the human spirit.”―Reverend Leah Daughtry, co-author of For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Politics “Solitary is the stunning record of a hero’s journey. In it a giant, Albert Woodfox, carries us boldly and without apology through the powerful, incredibly painful yet astonishingly inspiring story of a life lived virtually in chains. He is, as readers will learn, a ‘Man of Steel.’ Every white person in America must read this book. It should be required reading for every advocate of ‘law and order,’ every prosecutor, every warden, every prison guard and every police officer in America. It should be taught in every law school and every political science class. And any ‘public servant’ currently holding a local, state or federal office who refuses to read it should step down. As a citizen of the United States, this book embarrasses me deeply. And it makes me furious.”―Mike Farrell, author of Just Call Me Mike and Of Mule and Man Read more
Download NowThis is the life story of Albert Woodfox who spent over four decades in solitary confinement in the brutal… infamous… Angola prison in Louisiana. Albert came from a fatherless home… and his early life was nothing but petty crime after petty crime… and just like the steps of becoming a drug addict… he continued to increase the severity of his unrelenting life of crime. After spending time in one jail after another… he “graduated” to armed robbery and was sentenced to a fifty year sentence in Angola. This early rapid fire literary dissertation… is presented to the reader with an almost stone-faced lack of remorse. At this point he surely got what he deserved… “You reap what you sow”. I have always been a strong believer in criminal justice and law enforcement… but when Albert starts going back and forth from Angola to “The Tombs” in New York… and a myriad of other criminal depositories… and the treatment of black inmates… above and beyond the mistreatment of white inmates… will make you stop in your tracks… your heart will start beating faster… your stomach will actually turn sour… That is… “IF”… you are a true human being… with even a drop of empathy… for the human condition. When you hear of the disgusting conditions… the brutal treatment… the mental and physical degradation… of the very human soul… and very spirit… you’ll want to somehow do something about it. And that’s before… yes before… he gets… framed… NO… framed isn’t a good enough word… for how he and two others were falsely accused… and convicted for murdering a guard at Angola and given a life sentence. The way Albert was treated… in a 6 foot by 9 foot cell… 23 hours a day… for four decades. Lack of exercise… lack of sunlight… lack of legal timely response to complaints and constitutional rights… beatings upon beatings by soulless… non-human guards. Legal appeals that wouldn’t be answered or ruled upon for six months… six years… and on. As the story unfolds… what normal human beings would measure in minutes…. Days… weeks…. Are six months and six years for Albert. All the while he’s literally being tortured in a dungeon of human depravity. If someone described the way he was treated… as being treated like an animal… THAT’S A LIE… NOBODY TREATS ANIMALS THAT BAD! As if solitary confinement wasn’t enough… at Angola they punished prisoners in solitary with a greater punishment and DEGRADATION… if they had even a minor offense… or if the less than human guards were disappointed that they couldn’t drain every drop of personal pride and dignity out of Albert and his two close friends (The Angola 3)… they were sent to CAMP J… “The worst cell at Camp J was called “the booth” and was situated inside its own individual room. It was total and complete isolation. Anyone who “acted out” at Level 1 or in the dungeon was put in four-point restraints, handcuffed to a bed at the ankles and wrists, which forced a prisoner to lie in his own urine and feces. Anyone who struggled and banged his head had a football helmet put on him by a security officer.” Over the decades Albert was involved in riots… in hunger strikes that lasted over a month… beatings… no mattress… windows sealed shut… at times six prisoners locked up in a cell designed for two… and through it all… the biggest goal… the biggest battle… was to keep from going insane… which many did… and an additional personal goal… was to always be a good person! Early on in prison… Albert became acquainted with the Black Panthers. And unknown to many in everyday society… the Panthers weren’t founded as a violent group. They were formed to help their community… feed them… educate them… and be better human beings… And Albert… long after the Black Panthers ceased to exist… still adhered to those lofty principals. He stopped rapes from occurring whenever he could. He welcomed new inmates and let them know he would help them in any way… (And remember he’s in a hole twenty-three hours a day). I think what says it all… is Albert’s own words… **MY PROUDEST ACHIEVEMENT IN ALL MY YEARS IN SOLITARY WAS TEACHING A MAN TO READ. HIS NAME WAS CHARLES.” The one portion of the book that slows at times unfortunately… is the uncountable re-trials for murder… as they by necessity have to discuss (living or dead) all the different testimonies. The ones that lied… the ones that told the truth… the ones who recanted… and the reading back of deceased individual witnesses. But as slow as that was to the reader… you take a deep breath and realize Albert is going through this for the umpteenth time… with his long overdue freedom on the line… and this particular re-trial he may have waited six years for. Years later Albert got a copy of a letter “by a man who had been next to me at Camp J for a while. Someone who had heard about our case and lived in Baton Rouge wrote to him, asking if he’d ever heard of me. He sent an unsigned letter about meeting me.” (Note: I am only including a portion of it here… the full letter starts on page 255.) “After closely observing this man, I began to see a man who has been confined to a cell for over 27 years. I also see a man who has been condemned to die here in Angola. But yet I seen no hate within him. Nor do I see fear. But he did show that he was a man determined to become a better person. While realizing that he was living in a world where being better sometimes meant nothing. He showed that he was a man whose wisdom may very well be unlimited and whose strive for knowledge has become his faith. Seeing all this and more, in Mr. Woodfox, is what inspired me to become a better person within myself. Through Mr. Woodfox I was reminded that a man who chooses not to seek knowledge is the same as a boy who choose not to become a man. I now realize that knowledge can be the key for that what sometimes seem impossible in life.” I too… after reading this anguished… yet in the end beautiful… and uplifting story… am inspired to be a better person. I am a proud Jewish man… so when I state the following it is with much pre-thought. I am very careful before I ever compare anything to Hitler and the Nazi’s. But the wardens and guards in Angola… like the death camp commanders and guards in the Holocaust death camps… should have just as much legal jeopardy without any statute of limitations.
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