The Rise And Fall of Silk road.

Re: The Rise And Fall of Silk road.

"The postman only rang once. Curtis Green was at home, greeting the morning with 64 ounces of Coca-Cola and powdered mini doughnuts."

From the school of bad faction, how could the writer possibly know how many ounces were in the Coca-Cola or that Green noticed the van or what the postman was wearing. This reads like the screen directions of a bad movie.

"DPR, as he was often called, was the proprietor of the site and the visionary leader of its growing community"

Who sat in the same public library all day to mastermind the enterprise, not much of a criminal mastermind.

"Ross Ulbricht was deep into his regular drum circle when he spotted her. As Ross slapped the hide on his djembe, a West African drum,"

I have a name for this style of writing, I call it the New Yorker Disease. it's the written equivilent of getting your teeth drilled. I can't read anymore of this.