Crime and Publishing
Mark Singer's inquiry into the denial of a prisoner's rights began as a
relatively straightforward magazine story. But as he dug deeper, his project
became a morass of deceptions and ethical dilemmas worthy of Dostoyevsky.
by Yvonne Abraham
Part 5
A free man since 1993, Kimberlin is back in business. Only this time he trucks
in a different trade, supplying everything from automobile parts to chicken
parts for clients in Ukraine, associates of friends he made in prison.
The first inkling he had that the book was not the panegyric he'd been
expecting was when a fact-checker from the New Yorker called to run a
rather large inconsistency by him, an inconsistency that implicated him in the
1978 murder of a woman called Julia Scyphers, the grandmother of a pre-teen
with whom Kimberlin had an unusually close relationship. He was not happy about
the news.
Kimberlin doesn't talk to reporters much anymore. "The only reason I'm talking
to you," he says, "is because the independent papers all did good work for us."
He is calling from the DC area, where he lives between Ukraine expeditions. At
first, he speaks softly and evenly. "The book is full of lies and erroneous
information and factual inaccuracies," he says matter-of-factly. "It's amazing
what a bad job Singer did. He did a great job for the New Yorker
originally, but then he changed his mind. Is he going to change his mind again
next week? Reporters aren't supposed to be flapping in the wind.
"At what point is it incumbent on a reporter or author to tell the subject,
`I'm not on the same wavelength as you anymore'?" he asks. "He should have
informed me and given me the opportunity not to co-operate, or said, `I'll
return the advance.' "
He criticizes Singer for not confronting him with the holes in his story. "He
never asked me about all these things he says are inconsistencies," Kimberlin
says. "If a reporter has something that doesn't add up, he has an obligation --
this is what I've heard -- to say, `What's your explanation?' If he'd come to
me with those conflicts, I would have laughed. I would have told him. I would
have explained it in a heartbeat."
Despite the contract he signed, he says Singer betrayed him: "It's not the
book he told me he was writing. He was hired to write a book about somebody
getting railroaded, and government corruption, and he writes a diatribe about
me."
He says Singer also betrayed the nation's prison population: "Mark Singer's
book could have been a great inspiration for people in jail, about how you can
rise up against bad influences, beat Big Brother, corruption. But he puts a
slant on it like I'm some kind of manipulator rather than how I rose above
it."
Fifteen minutes into our conversation, Kimberlin displays some of the
qualities he successfully hid from Singer in those first six weeks in 1992. His
voice grows louder. His claims inch into oddness.
He says Mark Singer wishes he were Brett Kimberlin: "The problem is one of
envy. This is what my lawyers say. I don't want to psychoanalyze the guy, but
he's obviously envious that I'm able to be the way I am, and he isn't. I think
broadly and expansively and optimistically. I don't grovel and whine and go see
psychiatrists and all this crazy stuff Mark seems to enjoy doing, and I think
he envies that. My strength. Well, that's what my lawyers say."
Yvonne Abraham can be reached at yabraham[a]phx.com.