Clayton Trapp

Sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll, and bombs in the revolutionary milieu of Berlin 1968A[a¬A]what's a poor boy to do when he's beaten by the Polizei, for peaceful demonstrations? How about when they up the ante, to murder? Fold or fight? When it came time to put up or shut up, he took up arms against the state, in a move that only a riverboat gambler could love. It didn't turn out to be quite the mismatch that it appeared at first glance, and don't think he's going to kiss anyone's ass during the most spectacular trial in history, either. It's easy enough to say, the boy went wrong, it's a lot harder to point out, just where he did itA[a¬A]isn't it really just that he had more guts than his peers, and wouldn't back downA[a¬A]that got him into this mess?

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