Sean Penn does his celebrity whore duty and helps reveal the world’s most famous (and lame) sim-narco-terrorist.
I especially like the rooster sound effect, the shaky video and weak script.
t’s September 28th, 2015. My head is swimming, labeling TracPhones (burners), one per contact, one per day, destroy, burn, buy, balancing levels of encryption, mirroring through Blackphones, anonymous e-mail addresses, unsent messages accessed in draft form. It’s a clandestine horror show for the single most technologically illiterate man left standing. At 55 years old, I’ve never learned to use a laptop. Do they still make laptops? No fucking idea!
Source: El Chapo Speaks | Rolling Stone
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