Admittedly, it could have been a lot worse. The 63-year-old could have got 24 years if the prosecutors had their way – and although he’s due to serve a six-and-a-half year stretch, he’s likely to be out well before his 70th birthday (even if his inevitable appeal fails). And the $125,000 fine is unlikely to break the bank. Still, we’ve all seen the Shawshank Redemption – being a white collar criminal doesn’t look like much fun, particularly at his age.
What’s more, we doubt that Black ever really expected to do time – in fact, it seems quite plausible that he still doesn’t think he actually did anything wrong. Siphoning off $60m from his company Hollinger International in dodgy non-compete fees (as he sold off his various local newspaper interests) may not have gone down well with shareholders – but judging by his lack of remorse, he seems to have considered himself perfectly within his rights to do so. After all, it was his company.
And since the fraud came to light – thanks to activist shareholder Tweedy Browne – he hasn’t exactly helped himself, refusing to acknowledge governance concerns or rein in his spending. Even at the sentencing yesterday he was still defiant – he apologised solely for events after his departure from Hollinger, rather than the major fraud he orchestrated beforehand.
One of his problems was that he has some expensive habits to fund – not least his wife, the writer Barbara Amiel, who once famously told an interviewer: ‘My extravagance knows no bounds’. Black didn’t do too badly himself; it emerged at the trial that he spent $54,000 throwing her a surprise 60th birthday party (although he did charge two-thirds of it back to the company).
Prison is certainly a major fall from grace from a man who once controlled a global media empire and counted statesmen and dignitaries as his friends. But to be honest, we can’t imagine anyone’s going to be shedding too many tears.