Why was I questioned by the Feds?
Posted by: John Phoenix
A federal agent was waiting for me soon after I got off an international flight. I was then treated to a brief but disturbing question-and-answer session.
By Max Blumenthal
As I approached the customs line at Dulles International Airport early on the morning of February 24, a man called out to me, “Mr. Blumenthal?” He identified himself as an officer with Customs and Border Protection, and led me into a cavernous secondary screening room, where he treated me to a strange and disconcerting questioning session. I had just returned from a leisurely trip to Nicaragua with my family during which I participated in no political activities. But the agent’s line of questioning suggested federal authorities had little interest in my visit to Nicaragua, a country...










