Scamfluencers - Conrad Black: The Fleet Street Fleece | 154
Episode Date: April 14, 2025Conrad Black turned ownership of a single Canadian newspaper into a global media empire, and he used his wealth and status to cozy up to conservative superstars like Magaret Thatcher and Henr...y Kissinger. For years, he and his business partner lived large, looted company coffers to buy gulf stream jets, fund pet charity projects, and of course, throw lavish parties with famous people. But when a savvy investor reveals his self-dealing, Conrad will face the fight of his life to preserve his status and stay in the black.Be the first to know about Wondery’s newest podcasts, curated recommendations, and more! Sign up now at https://wondery.fm/wonderynewsletterListen to Scamfluencers on the Wondery App or wherever you get your podcasts. You can listen early and ad-free on Wondery+. Join Wondery+ in the Wondery App, Apple Podcasts or Spotify. Start your free trial by visiting wondery.com/links/scamfluencers/ now.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
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Oh my God, the boogeyman.
I mean, I feel like he just kind of hovered over our lives as Canadians.
I know that he was the publisher or the owner of National Post, which is a newspaper, some
might say.
Yeah, I'd say a newspaper.
But yeah, he was always in the news
for going to court, fraud.
He's just like one of those people
that you hear about when you're a kid
and you're like, oh yeah, that's adult stuff.
And then you become an adult and you're like, oh, bad man.
Yeah, his specter loomed very large.
He was like the Babadook.
I was afraid of him all the time for some reason.
Definitely scary guy.
Well, you know I love when a scam brings us back home,
and this week we're heading back to Canada
to hear about one of our very own fraudulent businessmen.
And Sarah, if you were hoping today's scammer
would inexplicably be connected to every living evil person
from the last three decades, I have a treat for you.
It's May 2005 and Conrad Black is sneaking through the back door of his company's headquarters.
A grand historic building in central Toronto with huge Greek columns lining the entry.
Conrad is in his early 60s.
He's tall and broad with bushy eyebrows and neatly combed gray hair.
He looks like a classic movie villain.
And the fact that he's a multimillionaire
only makes this vibe stronger.
Conrad is the head of Hollinger Inc.,
an international media empire,
and he's a caricature of wealth.
He travels everywhere in a 1958 Rolls Royce limo,
and he often attends black tie events.
But tonight, he doesn't want anyone to notice him.
So he's wearing an inconspicuous blue suit
and using a matching dark blue Cadillac as his getaway car.
Despite his nice life,
Conrad is not in the best place right now.
For the last two years, he's been fighting allegations
that he's been stealing tens of millions of dollars
from Hollinger to keep up his lux lifestyle.
Now he's under criminal investigation in the US
and in Canada.
He denies the allegations, but he's quickly heading towards a legal dispute that could
ruin his entire life.
And Conrad's on thin ice with more than just his investors.
His best friend and longtime business partner, David Radler, hasn't spoken to him in months.
But worst of all, and to Conrad, this really is the worst part, his famous friends have
stopped returning his messages.
No one is coming to save him from this mess.
So he has to save himself by raiding his own office and destroying all the evidence.
You know, when a story starts with destroying evidence, you can only wonder where it will
go from there.
It's a really promising start. Well, Conrad has returned tonight to remove boxes of documents from Hollinger's HQ.
He's not totally alone.
With him is his devoted assistant of 11 years and his chauffeur.
Because he's under investigation, he isn't allowed to take anything from his office without
the approval of a court-appointed inspector.
And Conrad knows that the boxes he's targeting would never be approved, because they contain
papers that would implicate him in decades of self-dealing.
Conrad and his paid accomplices rush to pile the boxes in his Cadillac before anyone spots
them.
But that's when Conrad notices a security camera staring down at him.
One that he hasn't installed himself.
Someone's watching him cart off all the evidence,
but it's too late to look back now.
So after grabbing about a dozen of the most important boxes,
the gang of thieves drive off into the night.
Their plan is very simple.
Dispose of the evidence and save Conrad
from getting caught up
in an international financial scandal.
Conrad's used to getting his way.
For years, his rule-breaking brought him wealth
and gave him access to influential circles,
plus an extensive collection of Birkins for his wife.
It's no surprise he feels untouchable,
even in the face of possible jail time.
But his smoke and mirrors lifestyle
is about to catch up with him,
and he's gonna have to pay for it in more ways than one.
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When Luigi Mangione was arrested for allegedly shooting the CEO
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From Wondery, I'm Saatchi Cole and I'm Sarah Hagy and this is Scamfluencers. Lord Conrad
Black is an international media mogul who spearheaded one of the most prominent
conservative media conglomerates in the world.
It was a bastion of right-wing news coverage that launched Conrad into a social circle
filled with billionaires, intellectuals, and even monarchs.
Conrad loved holding court at star-studded events and lavishing his wife and family with
opulent gifts.
But keeping up with his famous friends isn't cheap.
Conrad's obsession with status leads him to steal hundreds of millions of dollars
from his clients, investors, and even his own company.
And when his bougie lifestyle soars as his company's bottom line sinks,
investors and regulators start to wonder how he's keeping himself in the black.
This is Conrad Black, the Fleet Street Fleece.
It's 1957 in Toronto,
and 13-year-old Conrad Black is breaking the rules.
As usual, he's brazenly walking off school grounds
to his chauffeur limousine with a group of his friends.
Conrad's skinny, with red hair and a dorky disposition.
He's a student at Upper Canada College, a prestigious private school for boys.
Students aren't allowed off campus during school hours, but Conrad loves sneaking off
to his waiting limousine to read comic books at lunchtime.
Surrounded by a group of peers, he's hand-selected.
Conrad's used to being treated like a prince, and that's because he kind of is one.
He lives in a mansion in one of Toronto's
most exclusive districts,
and he's the son of George Black,
the president of Canadian Breweries,
the largest beer producer in North America.
While he's not handsome or athletic like his dad,
the Duke connect over a love of books, chess, and wordplay.
Conrad also shares his dad's love of important men
from history, like Napoleon and newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst.
Can you read what Conrad later wrote about Hearst?
Yes, he wrote,
All his life Hearst had a conviction, often outrageous but sometimes magnificent, that
the rules that applied to others didn't apply to him.
Yeah, you know, people love saying this.
They do it to validate why they're special.
Like, this person was special
because they didn't follow the rules
and I'm going to be special because I won't follow the rules.
Yeah, they're making it sound like it's virtuous
to just do whatever you want.
And Conrad doesn't feel like he needs to play
by the rules either.
At the age of 14, Conrad breaks into his school's office.
He steals a bunch of final exams and then sells them
to his fellow students.
He charges them on a sliding scale,
depending on how much their parents are worth.
When Conrad gets busted, he's immediately expelled.
His father claims his son is just being entrepreneurial,
but the expulsion sticks.
The peers Conrad sold papers to are all forced
to sit their exams again, which means he's now persona non grata socially.
His ex-friends make it official by burning an effigy of him on the front lawn of his house.
Wow. That is very, very intense.
And, you know, it's because there was no cyberbullying back then.
Yeah, this was really the only way for them to do it.
Well then, five months later, the Black family is thrown a curve ball.
Conrad's dad has a fallout with his business partner
over the direction of their company.
He ends up taking an early retirement
to avoid being fired.
Though the family is okay financially,
Conrad's dad never recovers.
He falls into a depression and drinks every day, a lot.
Conrad's dad was a successful businessman who played
by the rules, and he had it all taken away. Seeing his father crumble teaches Conrad that
work and success are everything, and that people will always be waiting to take it from
you. He becomes obsessed with making something of himself, and if he has to bend some rules
to get to the top, that's just fine with him.
A decade after a Conrad gets expelled, David Radler sits in his father's restaurant in Montreal.
David is 27 years old, tall, skinny, and likely much younger than the majority of the patrons. The restaurant is called Oloutanqui Bouffe, which means the elf that gorges.
It's filled with wooden chairs and round tables
covered in checkered tablecloths,
and it has an old-fashioned, homey feel about it.
The restaurant's also famously home
to a group of tiny piglets, which guests can bottle feed.
We have a picture of one typical night at this restaurant.
Sarah, can you describe it?
Yeah, it's an average day in Montreal.
It's a bunch of people sitting at a table and they're eating dinner
and this woman is bottle feeding a piglet.
And listen, a piglet is very cute. I would do this.
But do I want animals around my food in any, in any world?
Yeah, you're right.
Absolutely not.
Well, you have to admit it's a cute piggy.
It's a cute pig, of course.
Yeah. Well, David is an entrepreneur, and tonight he's dining with a law school student, Conrad Black.
They run in the same conservative circles, and David was impressed with Conrad's knowledge and ambition.
They're two young men determined to fill the shoes of their successful businessman fathers,
and they bond over their shared childhood hobby,
investing in the stock market.
You know, normal stuff.
About a year later, David joins Conrad in a new venture,
buying a local newspaper,
the Sherbrooke Record.
It cost them $20,000 Canadian dollars,
or over $100,000 U.S,000 in today's money.
But the newspaper is struggling.
And as the finance guy, the responsibility of fixing this
falls mostly to David.
Luckily, he's just the man for the job.
He revels in pinching pennies, although his tactics
are questionable at best.
He starts by cutting the staff at the sure-broken half
to reduce overhead costs.
And rather than have set salaries,
David and Conrad sit down at the end of every week
and decide what they think each reporter deserves
to be paid.
He also waits to pay the paper suppliers
until their demands get nearly violent.
David's a ruthless careerist
with a photographic memory for numbers.
He was practically built to be the money man.
And within three months, the Sherbrooke is making a profit.
You know, I think the fact that this is how they view
journalists, it's like, how much do they get paid?
Let's see what they did this week
and we'll figure it out from there.
To me, it's just like, okay,
these people don't care about news.
They don't care about journalism or anything.
It's just kind of a way to be powerful.
And as we know, start an empire.
It's so evil.
Over the next few years, David and Conrad go on a buying spree, quickly growing their media company.
They continue to use the slash and don't pay strategy, gaining profits and
plenty of enemies in the news world.
In the early seventies, David moves to British Columbia with his wife and
starts running West coast operations for the company.
He's happy to work outside the spotlight, spending time with his growing family.
By the late seventies, he and his wife have two daughters.
Conrad takes a different approach.
He's in charge of the East Coast side of the company's operations.
And it's around this time that he hooks up with a secretary named Joanna, gets
her pregnant before her divorce is final and keeps the kid a secret until
after their wedding.
But unlike David, Conrad wants more than just a business and a family. before her divorce is final, and keeps the kid a secret until after their wedding.
But unlike David,
Conrad wants more than just a business and a family.
By this time, he's published a biography
of Maurice Duplessis, a far-right politician
who was the premier of Quebec in the mid-20th century.
Conrad wants to be known as an intellectual
and be accepted by the upper echelons of Canadian society.
And more importantly,
he wants to get invited
to exclusive dinner parties.
Conrad's ambition is about to drag David and him
into a new realm of business dealings
that will shock the establishment,
pad their pockets, and elevate Conrad finally
into the high society he's craved for so long.
It's May 1985, and Conrad is settling into an armchair at a suite in the Hilton Hotel
near New York's JFK airport.
He's in his early 40s now and has a reputation as a ruthless businessman.
He flew here from Toronto on his corporate jet, which is lined with mahogany and leather.
But Conrad won't be the fanciest person at the meeting today.
That would be Lord Hartwell, a member of the British aristocracy.
Lord Hartwell is in his seventies, with slick back hair, glasses, and a penchant for wearing tweed suits.
He's a member of the powerful Barry family, which owns a huge swath of the newspapers in the United Kingdom.
Their crown jewel is The Telegraph, a right-wing British newspaper revered by politicians and the elite.
Lord Hartwell's father purchased it in 1927, and Lord Hartwell has run it since 1954.
Can you read how he later described his work on the paper?
Yeah, he says,
I was always terribly shocked when other people ran their newspapers like biscuit factories
just to make money.
What I was trying to do was make The Telegraph an institution
which was respected and admired
and which would leave the world to the poor
if it were not there.
It sounds awfully boring,
but I regarded it as my life's work.
That's all.
I mean, regardless of the results,
that is a much better attitude
than it seems Conrad Black had when he first bought the paper.
Yeah, this is what you want the owner of a newspaper
to sound like.
But the Telegraph is foundering,
and it needs help to stay afloat.
And that's what he and Lord Hartwell are discussing today.
Conrad negotiates a deal, $14.3 million
for a 14% share of the Telegraph.
But to really make the most of his investment,
Conrad knows he needs to grab the reins fully,
so he includes
a provision. If the Telegraph sells additional shares in the future, Conrad and David get the
first shot at buying them. And six months later, that's exactly what happens. The company is deep
in the red and Conrad says he's willing to pony up more cash in exchange for a majority stake in the
paper. This would mean the Barry family would be giving up control of the business,
but they need this boost if they want the paper to survive.
So Lord Hartwell accepts.
In the end, they agree on a whopping $43 million
for 50% of the voting rights.
When Hartwell later announces the steal
to the paper's board, he faints
and has to be carried out of the room.
I mean, that is pretty dramatic,
but you know,
it is his life's work and it is his biggest passion.
Like it's the thing he is the most excited about.
Yeah, I'd faint too.
Well, now that he's won the Telegraph,
it's time for Conrad to get serious
about his status as a media mogul.
Alongside David, he combines all his media titles
into a company known as Hollinger International
and sets up Ravelston, a company he inherited from his father as its holding company.
Now they have a punchy name and a new company to create a true media empire.
And with the Telegraph under his belt, Conrad is poised to rub shoulders with Britain's elite
and nab the recognition and acceptance he's always wanted.
But Conrad's going to get far more than he bargained for because his effort to
climb the UK social ladder is about to be turbocharged with the help of a
little romance.
It's October 1991 and Barbara Meehl is attending a lavish dinner party in London
at the historic Spencer House in St. James, just down the street from
Buckingham Palace.
Tonight's party is hosted by none other
than Lord Rothschild, the oldest member
of the famous Rothschild banking family.
Barbara fits right in with this crowd.
She's a tall brunette with green eyes
and a voluptuous figure.
She was born in England and raised in Canada,
and now she's a right-wing columnist
for the Sunday Times, known for her sly wit
and adventurous spirit.
She's also been married multiple times and has a reputation for being a hot as hell man-eater.
Barbara lives in a flat in Chelsea and her bedroom has a four-poster bed and a mirrored
ceiling.
Once, she showed up at work in the middle of the day wearing an open trench coat over
a black bustier and visible stockings.
And when she was sleeping with her much younger editor, she dug her nails into his chest and
drew blood so that his girlfriend would know that she had been there.
Barbara, I have to say, is a bit of an icon, but she is also terrifying.
Take a look at this picture from the early 1990s when Barbara was about 50.
Yeah, you know, she kind of looks like an evil, sexy lady from a video game.
She looks like a Bond girl
She's wearing a light blue
short dress
Tasteful, but sexy hint of suggestion
Me thinks she's trying a bit too hard though with all that
Well tonight Barbara is doing more gossiping than flirting she She's seated next to Joanna Black, Conrad's wife.
She knows Joanna a little, enough to have invited her and Conrad to her third wedding,
but the two have virtually nothing in common.
Joanna's a devout wife and mother, she's converted to Catholicism and is taking it
very seriously.
But rumor has it, things aren't going great in the Black household, rumors that Joanna
quickly confirms.
Joanna tells Barbara that after spending the summer in Toronto, she and the kids are staying
in Canada for good.
Barbara's a serial dater of powerful bachelors.
If she wasn't dating Oscar-winning screenwriter William Goldman, and if Conrad was single,
he'd be a prime target.
So Barbara feels some duty to warn Joanna about, well, women like Barbara.
She tells her, quote,
"'You must come back to England or you'll lose him.'
But Joanna responds,
"'He's losing me.'"
Yeah, I would be like, excuse me?
What do you, what?
Yeah, not a girl's girl.
No, that's a bit of a crazy thing to say to someone.
Well, after the party,
Barbara learns that Joanna has been doing
some flirting of her own with a Catholic priest.
And they're getting married.
Stop!
Oh, my God, that's...
Honestly, that's low-key awesome. Good for her.
She fleabagged. Damn.
Well, not long after that, Barbara runs into Conrad again
at another fancy cocktail party.
This time, he waves her over.
They get to talking, and Conrad tells her
his marriage is over.
Their conversation leads to a new friendship.
They bond over their shared love of opera,
and the more time they spend together,
the more smitten Conrad becomes.
Barbara pretends not to notice,
because she's still technically in a relationship.
But Barbara can't ignore how good Conrad smells, and she likes that he can make her laugh.
She also loves riding around in his well-stocked limousine.
Most importantly, Conrad makes her feel taken care of, something she always appreciates.
After a few months, it's clear that Conrad is crazy about her.
In fact, he proposes to her before they've even kissed.
And while she's still dating William Goldman, Barbara is tempted.
But she doesn't want to be Conrad's rebound girl.
So she rejects him and tells him that he needs to see a psychiatrist to make sure that he
really wants to be with her. This is so messy and so deeply crazy.
Proposing before even kissing.
Sending them to a psychiatrist?
I'm taking notes.
You know what?
These two match each other's freak.
Yeah.
Well, a day later, Conrad calls Barbara up.
The psychiatrist gave him a clean bill of health.
He's not having a post-divorce crisis,
and he refuses to stop fighting for
her. So naturally, they begin a relationship.
From the start, their courtship is glamorous and star-studded. Conrad takes Barbara to
the homes of government officials and wealthy people, where she woos them with her natural
charisma, especially if they happen to be men. She can't believe how lucky she is.
There are many eligible bachelors that can fund her lifestyle
and are comfortable with a woman in her age range.
Of course, Barbara isn't the only one getting a good deal.
She's a partner in crime Conrad has always wanted.
Well-connected, captivating, charming,
the perfect partner for his rise up
in the ranks of the British elite.
And that's exactly what they both intend to do.
But it's going to get expensive.
It's the summer of 1992, and Conrad is sitting in a small, dimly-lit private dining room
in one of the most exclusive venues in London.
It's called Annabelle's, and it's a members-only club in the wealthy neighborhood of Mayfair.
Conrad and about 20 carefully selected peers are sitting on plush red chairs around a candlelit table.
Barbara and Conrad are hosting this party
to celebrate their marriage,
held earlier that day at the Chelsea Registry Office.
They had a low-key ceremony
because Conrad hadn't gotten an annulment yet
for his first marriage.
But that doesn't mean this dinner party
isn't a full-on celebration.
Conrad seated between two of his close friends,
former British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher
and Sarah Ferguson, the Duchess of York
and wife of Prince Andrew.
Wow, talk about nightmare blunt rotation.
I'm joking, I'm joking, I'm joking.
No, I think that's right.
No, I mean, Sarah Ferguson, she's been through a lot.
I'm not gonna make a huge judgment,
but she's married to Prince Andrew.
Uh-huh.
Conrad Black and Margaret Thatcher.
Those are the three people you see in Hell.
Truly, I was going to say, like, they will know each other in Hell.
Yeah. Well, even with all these big names in the room,
Conrad's most concerned about one person,
his best friend and business partner, David.
He's relieved to find that David and Barbara are getting along tonight, because so far,
their relationship has been strained.
They fight all the time.
Luckily, the dinner is a smash success, and it's only the beginning for Barbara and Conrad.
They spend their first year of marriage traveling, dinner with William F. Buckley in New York,
a summer in Maine in the home of David Rockefeller, then on to Fiji in Australia. They even hang out with
socialite Brooke Astor. And for the blacks, everything is a networking opportunity.
Once they return to London, the pair turn their home into the place to be for opulent
dinner parties. One of their biggest annual parties is a summer bash that attracts British
politicians, business big hitters, and celebrities like Elton John and Candice Bergen.
While Conrad isn't exactly known for being charming, he tends to turn conversations into lectures about historical figures.
Barbara really knows how to throw a party. She's even referred to as the Cleopatra of Kensington. Yeah, OK, that's a lot. But also, you know, this is so classic
rich people where it's like even
when these people get old and rich
and have basically everything they
want, like they just want to be around
celebrities and creatives.
It's all they want.
It's like you just want to buy being
friends with Elton John and Candice
Bergen.
Yeah, of all people.
Well, Conrad has finally arrived in
London High Society and he's feeling himself.
In 1993, at the age of 49, he releases a memoir, A Life in Progress.
There's just one problem.
The world is in the grips of the worst recession since the Great Depression, and the media
business is taking a huge hit.
If Conrad wants to keep partying, he'll need more cash.
In 1994, two years into his marriage, Conrad decides to turn Hollinger into a publicly listed company.
He later writes that Hollinger was only publicly traded to make, quote,
cheap use of other people's capital.
Of course, going public comes with risks.
It means increased scrutiny and open books.
But Conrad isn't worried about this.
With friends in high places and a
money man like David, how could anything go wrong? With this new cash flow, Conrad's about to achieve
all his dreams. International renown, wealth, and the fanciest friends on earth. But he's going to
do it his way, ruthlessly and at the expense of everyone else.
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The same month that Hollinger goes public,
David Radler moves into a $1 million apartment
at the Four Seasons in Chicago.
By this point, David's hair has turned gray
and he has a permanent tan from spending
all of his spare time in Palm Springs.
Hollinger has just purchased the Chicago Sun Times,
the ninth largest daily newspaper in the U.S.
by circulation, and David is in Chicago
to oversee the takeover.
So Hollinger is paying for David and his family
to stay for as long as this takes.
David's sprawling apartment has a marble bathroom,
a huge soaking
tub, quartz countertops in the kitchen, and panoramic views of the city.
Not too shabby for temporary housing.
At this point, David is well known for cutting costs at his publications.
He's been described as a quote, union hating human chainsaw.
So while he's living in luxury, the Chicago Sun-Times staff is
quaking in fear at what's to come.
Wow, so glad that this doesn't really happen anymore.
This is so typical. I am not surprised and I feel like he's gonna decimate this newspaper.
Well, also unsurprisingly, journalists hate David.
They think he's poisoned to every newspaper he touches. And when he arrives at the Chicago Sun-Times,
they are proven right.
David starts by shutting down the office escalator
to save in energy costs.
Ultimately, the move increases costs
because of the extra wear and tear
on the building's elevators.
Can you read how the paper editor at the time
later described David's approach to layoffs?
Sure. Um, this won't traumatize me at all.
Yeah, this is actually the trigger warning we should have given him.
This is the trigger warning we need.
He said,
He came into an executive meeting once and threw a sheaf of papers down and said,
I want 100 people laid off.
We said, what are you talking about?
He said, there were 100 people off work last week and we got the paper out without them.
That's the kind of guy he was.
He was ruthless.
Honestly, go to hell. This guy is playing the Sims with people's lives. It's so disgusting. It's so
selfish and I'm rooting for his demise. What can I say? Yeah, I think that's right. Well, at this
point, Hollinger has been on a bit of a spending spree. It owns some big names in media now, in addition to local outlets.
It's all part of a much bigger strategy.
Buy up tons of small, local papers and use them to take out the nearest major player.
By 1995, Hollinger owns more than 500 newspapers, with a combined circulation of nearly 5 million.
As Hollinger gets bigger, David finds new ways to get inventive with the business.
Starting in 1997, he inflates the circulation numbers
of some of Hollinger's flagship papers
by simply dumping all of their unsold copies in the trash.
And he uses these inflated numbers
to charge advertisers way more money for ad placement.
Cutting corners to make their businesses more profitable
is one thing, but that's not enough for David and Conrad.
They start using Ravelston, the holding company for Hollinger,
as their own personal piggy bank.
They have Hollinger pay Ravelston millions
for David and Conrad's, quote, management services,
when the only thing the longtime business partners are doing
at Ravelston is collecting checks.
And after Barbara allegedly called the Concorde British public transport, Hollinger paid $25
million for a Gulfstream jet that could accommodate the Blacks' transatlantic flights.
Wow.
It's one thing to just treat your newspaper like it's meaningless and employees like trash
the regular way, but this whole thing of inflating numbers and dumping these unsold copies in the trash,
only to be like, yeah, we should be buying a better jet.
It's a level of evil that really, really gets me.
Yeah, I mean, he is rich enough
and he's scamming to get even richer,
but this scheme quickly runs into trouble.
David and Conrad's enormous management fees,
plus the hit the newspaper industry is taking from a switch to digital content, has Hollinger drowning in debt.
And it's debt that needs to be paid off fast.
So, by the time 1998 rolls around, David is overseeing the sale of 45 of their U.S.-based newspapers to the tune of $475 million.
Or, almost a billion dollars in today's money.
David's looking for more than a good purchase price though.
So he starts weaving non-compete clauses
into all of Hollinger's sale agreements.
When a company buys a paper from them,
Hollinger agrees not to create a competing paper.
In exchange, they get a large payout,
but most of these papers are so hyper local
that there's no point in competing with them.
So Hollinger is making millions of extra dollars for basically doing nothing.
On top of this, because of the way that the laws work in Canada, these profits are all
tax-free.
The money from these bogus deals should be going back to Hollinger, but instead it's
being diverted to Ravelston without the board's knowledge.
Conrad and David are secretly squirreling away millions of dollars that should belong to their shareholders,
and no one else at Hollinger is the wiser.
David and Conrad aren't just skimming money
off the top of their business anymore.
They're defrauding their board and their shareholders
to line their own pockets, and they're breaking the law.
If you can believe it, there's even more scamming on top of this.
Hollinger is also footing the bill for David and Conrad's pet interests, like a wing donated
to Toronto Children's Hospital for Conrad, or a $168,000 donation to David's alma mater,
Queen's University, to establish the Radler Business Wing.
And in 1998, Conrad buys $18 million worth of stock in Live End, the company owned by
scamfluencer's alum Garth Drabinski.
He made the investment two months before Garth was hit with criminal charges by the Justice
Department, and Conrad then personally contributed to Garth's legal defense fund.
David isn't as obsessed with status and luxury as Conrad, but he does enjoy the creature
comforts that come with all this extra money.
He buys a mansion in Vancouver with an indoor swimming pool, builds an 18th century art
collection, and takes full advantage of the Hollinger jet. He uses it regularly to fly to
Israel, where his daughter works at the Jerusalem Post, which is owned by Hollinger. David and
Conrad have transformed the way they use Hollinger. Now they see it more as their own personal piggy bank.
But it won't be long before their shareholders start to notice their unsavory schemes.
It's December 2000 and Conrad is beaming at a crowd of New York's finest.
He's thrown a hell of a party for Barbara's 60th birthday.
There are nearly a hundred guests and the party is held at an exclusive French restaurant in Manhattan.
On the menu, beluga caviar, lobster ceviche,
veal and beef carpaccio, paired with Dom Perignon.
Conrad seated next to a famous drag performer
and American royalty, the Ford and a Rothschild.
There are six billionaires in attendance,
as well as Jeffrey Epstein.
Wow, you don't say Jeffrey Epstein was at at least one of his parties. Huh. Wonder what
their relationship was like. Probably super innocent.
They just had money talk. Yeah. He was a financier. It was just about going on jets and stuff.
Yeah. Talking about cash.
Well, at the end of the night, the bill comes.
They spent 13 grand on just the wine.
The total for the night is more than $62,000.
But Conrad's not worried.
He charges most of it back to Hollinger as a business expense.
Because hey, he's not working.
As happy as he is to treat his wife, Conrad's also celebrating how far he's come.
He started working on a new biography about his beloved FDR.
He's finally holding court among some of the most powerful people in the world, and they're
hanging on to his every word.
He can talk about Napoleon as much as he wants.
It is just so crazy how all these guys like this have an obsession with Napoleon.
You know, maybe it doesn't mean anything,
but it's usually a sign of a guy who is batshit.
Well, all of Conrad's socializing is paying off.
His circle of friends worships him and Barbara.
The pair are living out of a premium apartment in Manhattan
and Conrad uses Hollinger funds to furnish it.
So far, Hollinger's paid for a $12,000 vanity stand
and a shaving bottle once owned by Napoleon.
But Conrad's not worried about his insane spending
or how it might look.
He has his sights set on something bigger.
He's about to follow in the footsteps
of many shady businessmen before him
and become a member of the British aristocracy.
It's Halloween 2001, and Conrad gleefully waits in a red leather seat in the House
of Lords. When his name is called, he stands up and walks, with Margaret Thatcher at
his side, towards a man in ridiculous British legal garb, a puffed black robe and
an enormous curly white wig.
Conrad is in a robe of his own, too, and he's regal. Because Conrad is being entered into the House of Lords,
a privilege reserved for British aristocracy and businessmen with the right connections.
This group includes the highest of British elites,
and they have actual power over political decisions in the UK.
Now, Conrad is one of them.
Conrad signs his name and turns to wave at his friends in the visitors' galley, Barbara and Henry Kissinger.
He's now Lord Black of Cross Harbor,
named for the station next to the Daily Telegraph's newsroom.
You'll have the right to vote on issues
that reach the House of Lords,
like new laws or issues in government.
It's so hard to process this
because he's always around the most evil people in the world.
And now, outside of having power from just owning newspapers and being able to control the news,
now he has this position that actually changes things on a legal level, right?
Yeah, he's really extending his influence.
And Conrad's hopeful that his new title of Lord will get him noticed in New York,
where he's still a small fish in a big billionaire pond.
He's doing well in London, clearly, but the power in the UK isn't enough for him.
Being powerful in America means you're powerful everywhere.
He wants a seat at that table, but he isn't rich enough yet.
So in the meantime, at least he has a cool new name.
My God, get over it.
You're a grown ass man.
You're rich.
It's so pathetic, but also so Canadian.
Real Canadian inferiority complex.
But in the meantime,
Conrad and Barbara are really living it up.
They bounce between their homes in London,
New York, and Florida,
regularly traveling across the Atlantic by private jet,
often at Hollinger's expense.
Like at the end of 2001, perhaps to celebrate Conrad's lordship,
they take a trip to Bora Bora that costs more than half a million dollars.
And they bill Hollinger for the use of the jet,
complete with a brief stop in Seattle to go to the opera.
Conrad also has Hollinger pay $8 million for a cache of FDR papers,
research for his latest
book, letters that he then puts on display in his own home.
These are all bold moves for a man whose company is struggling.
Conrad and David have spent the last year selling off many of their publications, largely
to cope with Hollinger's mysteriously rising debt.
It doesn't help that Conrad uses these frequent restructuring opportunities to steal even more money. He charges Hollinger $30 million for his services as a manager
that year alone. All of these fees go straight to Ravelston and into Conrad's pocket without
anything saved for taxes or Hollinger shareholders. David, as a joint owner of the company, likely
gets some money from this too. But Conrad isn't worried.
Even after all this time,
he doesn't think anyone notices what he's doing.
But a former reporter is already on his tail,
and it's only a matter of time before she exposes him.
In 2001, while Conrad's having the time of his life
as a newly minted Lord,
journalist Laura Jureski is enjoying
her recent career shift.
She had been a dogged investigative journalist at places like the Wall Street Journal, but
a few years ago, she decided to take a more lucrative role as a stock analyst at a big-time
investment firm called Tweedy, Brown, and Company.
As an analyst, Laura's job is to examine the companies the firm invests in.
She had actually recommended that Tweedy invest in Hollinger a few years ago, and the firm
now owns an 18% share of Hollinger Inc.
But Laura has noticed the disparity between Conrad's lifestyle
and the dire financial situation at his company.
By the early 2000s, Hollinger's stock price is almost half of what it was when the company went public.
They were forced to unload $2.2 billion in assets just to stay afloat.
But according to Hollinger's public announcements,
annual revenues have topped $2 billion for four years running.
As a former journalist, Laura knows that newsrooms can eat money.
Plus, some of this can be explained by the state of the industry.
Newspaper advertising has been drying up, but
that still doesn't explain why the company is in so much debt.
There has to be a hole to plug somewhere, because the company is leaking money.
So Laura decides to start digging, and she stumbles upon something huge.
As the executive directors of Hollinger, Conrad and David are collecting tens of millions of
dollars from the sale of their newspapers, thanks to those lofty non-compete agreements.
But this money isn't supposed to be going to them.
It's supposed to be going to the company's shareholders.
The two men are stealing from their investors
and shareholders in plain sight,
and Laura seems to be the first person to notice.
Laura decides she can't let this stand,
so she writes to Conrad and gets no response.
But she doesn't give up.
Instead, she spends an entire year
writing and emailing Conrad,
demanding answers about the money
he's skimming from his company.
She even starts a letter writing campaign
to Hollander's board of directors,
but every letter goes unanswered.
No one is willing to talk to her.
And maybe that's because the board of directors
is mostly made up of men like Henry Kissinger,
who are technically on the board,
but rarely attend meetings.
The board also happens to include Barbara,
who has collected $1 million a year
for doing absolutely nothing.
Oh my God.
This is really classic tale of one person
wondering what's up and uncovering an entire scam.
It is pretty crazy that she was the only one
to figure out that they're skimming from their shareholders.
Like I don't get how no one else cares.
Um, yeah, I'm always amazed at how little people care about stuff.
Well, Laura doesn't know it yet, but Conrad is reading her emails.
Every single one of them.
He's even been drafting responses.
But instead of sending them to Laura, he's circulating them to his cronies,
mocking her behind her back.
He uses subject lines like epidemic of shareholder idiocy
and even starts referring to Laura as a Rottweiler.
But as far as Laura knows, she's being completely ignored
and she's stuck standing by
as Conrad continues to earn millions of dollars.
In 2002, he pays himself over $400,000
from The Telegraph in London
and receives another $248,000 just for attending
Hollander's board meetings.
Around this time, Laura's boss at Tweedy, Brown, and company
gets involved.
He tries to drum up the support of other shareholders
to go after Conrad.
But their fund owns less than one-fifth of the company.
Getting support, even with Laura's figures, isn't easy.
Then comes the Golden Gun. In August 2002, the new issue of Vogue hits newsstands.
It features a lengthy profile of Barbara, along with a photo shoot at their London home.
She gives the journalist a tour of her many closets, one for furs, one for sweaters, one
for t-shirts, and one so crammed full of evening gowns that
extras have to be kept in overflow closets downstairs.
She also shows off more than a dozen Birkin bags and over a hundred pairs of Manolo Blahnik
shoes.
She proudly tells the journalist that she possesses, quote, an extravagance that knows
no bounds.
This kind of happens with vogue sometimes, Be it Vogue weddings or these profiles of wives,
literally just wives, where they think like,
oh, this is great, like I've made it.
I'm in the pages of Vogue.
I was selected for whatever reason,
but they don't know they're doing something incriminating.
Yeah, she's hiding in plain sight
in this very ugly dress.
And when Laura sees the article, she's probably thrilled.
There's no way the blacks can afford everything
in this photo spread with his posted salary alone.
It shouldn't be hard to whip up Conrad's investors
into a frenzy to finally get answers about his spending
and the company's finances.
By May 2003, Laura's hard work finally pays off.
Tweedy, Brown, and company files a complaint with the SEC,
demanding that Hollinger's board investigate the payments
Laura found to Conrad's accounts.
A special committee of Hollinger directors
is assembled to oversee the investigation.
They pour over the documents Laura compiled,
comb through the murky financial structure
that David and Conrad set up,
and start to trace the flow of money through Hollinger.
By the end of the investigation,
the group
estimates that Conrad and David have stolen nearly $400 million
from the company over seven years.
That's nearly all of Hollinger's profits from this period.
In November 2003, the committee sends Conrad a letter
demanding he account for millions
in unauthorized payments on the same day
that he starts his FDR book tour.
When I think about someone like Conrad Black,
you kind of wonder, like, what does he actually care about?
He obviously wants to have an image of a guy
who knows a lot about history and can write a book on FDR
and knows a lot about Napoleon,
but he also doesn't look at history
for any type of lesson, it seems.
No, he doesn't think that he needs to learn anything at all.
No, it's like the oddest status symbol.
Just be cool and you won't have to do all that.
While Laura's many years of tireless work
do more than just ruin Conrad's book tour,
because of her efforts,
Conrad and David could be facing millions of dollars
in fines and repayments, and maybe even jail time.
Under intense pressure from the board and the media, David resigns from his role at
Hollinger at the end of 2003.
Conrad follows suit a year later, but immediately after, he sues the Hollinger International
Committee for $1.1 billion, claiming they defamed him.
But Laura probably isn't worried about any fallout.
Everyone involved knows Conrad doesn't have a leg to stand on.
He's just trying to buy more time by tangling them up
in expensive legal battles.
As long as Conrad can continuously and loudly
protest his innocence, he has a chance
of swaying public opinion just enough
to maintain his reputation and maybe even
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It's April 2004 and David's feeling vindicated.
He spent his whole life being careful with his wealth
and staying away from the limelight that Conrad craves.
While the whole world is watching his former business partner,
he's been mostly left out of the spotlight,
which gave him time to figure out his next move.
And he's decided to bet it all against Conrad.
David is nervous.
But when his lawyer approaches federal investigators,
they say they're willing to strike a deal with him. If he cooperates and helps to incriminate Conrad, they'll give him a lighter sentence.
David does have mixed emotions about this deal. He can't help but feel guilty for throwing Conrad
under the bus. They've built empires together. And they've both been stealing money. But if David
doesn't save himself first, the Blacks will come for him eventually.
Especially Barbara. She's never liked him anyway.
The next month, Conrad is caught on camera taking documents out of the Hollinger offices.
Remember this from the beginning of the episode?
This little stunt prompted allegations that Conrad was obstructing justice on top of everything else.
David might feel a little vindicated reading about his friends' desperate and very stupid ploy.
David may have been a figure behind the scenes as he and Conrad built their incredible media empire,
but he's about to step firmly into the spotlight as the US government star witness in taking Conrad down.
But as David likely suspects, his old friend and business partner is not going down without a fight.
his old friend and business partner is not going down without a fight.
Seven months after David starts cooperating with the U.S. government, federal prosecutors indict Conrad for cheating shareholders and withholding taxes in Canada.
The Justice Department, the SEC, and a newspaper company owned by Hollinger are seeking more than $1.5 billion in damages from Conrad and other executives.
He and Barbara sell their homes in New York and London.
In August 2006, Conrad is getting ready to celebrate
his 62nd birthday with a dinner at his mansion in Toronto.
But festivities are seriously dampened
when a legal order comes down, freezing his assets.
Earlier in the summer, Conrad told the court
that he and Barbara spent an average
of about $200,000 a month on reasonable expenses.
Now, everything from his catering expenses to his butler salary has to be pre-approved,
and the judge is putting the blacks on a serious budget.
They can only spend around $22,000 a month.
Oh my god, that's nothing.
What the hell are you supposed to do with that?
$20,000 a month? Okay, what, you'll get the hell are you supposed to do with that? Twenty thousand dollars a month?
Okay, what, you'll get your nails done and go to a movie?
Jump change.
Well, six months later, in March 2007,
Conrad walks up to a large, black, imposing building,
the U.S. District Court of Northern Illinois.
In the courtroom, Barbara and his 24-year-old daughter from his first marriage sit behind him.
Conrad is pretty sure he's going to win.
He even released an opinion piece in the National Post in Canada just before the trial started.
It was titled, I am not afraid.
And this is the newspaper he owns and is stealing from, right?
It's on the list.
What a guy.
But the prosecution's opening statement doesn't pull punches.
They've created huge graphics to help the jury deconstruct Hollinger's convoluted
corporate structure.
They accuse Conrad of being just like a bank robber, but in a suit instead of a balaclava.
And Conrad isn't helping his own defense.
He smirks openly when his emails are put on display for the courtroom.
Then in May, David finally takes the stand.
And when he enters the witness box, he makes a real show of it.
Onlookers describe him as a forlorn and remorseful criminal,
walking slowly into the courtroom with his head bowed.
But David's also wearing a bright pink tie and is incredibly suntanned.
Plus, he's wearing loafers.
Despite the turmoil he's faced over betraying his ex-an. Plus, he's wearing loafers.
Despite the turmoil he's faced over betraying his ex-bust friend,
David seems relaxed and is even smiling.
He tells the jury that Conrad had oversight
over every financial decision that they made at Hollinger.
He was well aware of every dodgy charge and transaction,
and later that month, the prosecution put a cherry
on top of David's damning testimony
by playing the CCTV footage of Conrad stealing all those boxes of documents from the Hollinger
office.
Now that we've gotten to the point where that is revealed to the court, it is genuinely
so surprising that he physically went and did that and didn't hire someone to scope
out the area, figure out if there was other surveillance.
It just seems like such a stupid mistake.
— Yeah, it's a lot of unforced errors across the board on this story.
But on the bright side, Conrad does have some things going for him.
Like his loyal wife, who hasn't left his side since the trial began.
But Barbara's not exactly doing him any favors at the moment.
Conrad always thought she had one fatal flaw,
her anger, which she struggles to control.
And unfortunately, she's now releasing it
on anyone she considers to be the enemy.
She's even actively attacking journalists
reporting on the case.
In one incident, she cornered some of them in an elevator
and called them sluts and vermin.
That is honestly...
It's hard not to root for her.
It's hard... No, okay, whoa.
I'm not rooting for her.
I'm not rooting for her. But you know what I mean.
Like, I do want to write everything she says down in my diary.
She's definitely a character. She is very amusing.
And it's so funny to be like, you Sluts, Vermin...
In 2007.
And also, you know, she's angry and the only person to blame is her husband.
And yet she's angry at everyone else.
Yeah.
Well, her husband does have a lot of supporters, at least a hundred of them,
including Elton John, who have written to the court and requested that Conrad get
a lenient sentence.
In August 2007, Conrad is found guilty on three counts of fraud and one for obstruction
of justice.
He'll face a debt of $6.1 million to his shareholders, significantly less than the
$30 million the U.S. government originally aimed for.
Four months later, Conrad is sentenced to six and a half years.
During this time, Barber writes articles about how Conrad's trial has exposed gross defects
in the American justice system.
Sarah, can you read this quote
from her 2020 memoir on the subject?
Yeah, she says,
"'The only revenge would be to see our persecutors guillotined.
I have worked out a thousand and one ways to see them die,
beginning with injecting them with the Ebola virus
and watching.'"
What? Okay, she is calm down, sister.
I can't. It's crazy that they publish this.
When people are operating from a place of a totally different reality, like what can you even say?
Yeah. Well, after all this, Conrad reports to a Miami prison in March 2008.
And he actually has a blast in prison.
He keeps a blast in prison.
He keeps a journal in French. He befriends some Colombian inmates
who make him expertly brewed coffee.
He tutors young people on day trips outside the prison
and gives history lectures.
He meets friends for lunch,
and he gets to play the piano every day.
He gets back to writing his column in the National Post
and the Daily Beast and the National Review.
During his time in prison, Conrad earns so much respect from his fellow prisoners that
they sometimes salute him when he joins them for class.
He also has an entourage of jailmates who mock his floors, iron his clothes, and do
other menial tasks for him.
Though essentially, he learned nothing.
In 2011, while he's still behind bars, Conrad releases another memoir, A Matter of Principle.
He gets blurbs from Alan Dershowitz, George F. Will, and Rush Limbaugh.
Yeah, I mean, likely place for them to be.
It is the scum of the earth.
Scum meets scum.
I can't believe how many times Alan Dershowitz makes an appearance in this show.
It's basically this is his show.
I truly hope they are all reunited in hell.
I don't know what else to say.
Well, Sarah, I know you know some of the rest.
In May 2012, Conrad is released from prison
after serving about three years.
He returns to Canada and reclaims his citizenship.
And he gets right back to work.
He starts hosting a talk show called The Zoomer,
where he interviews right-wing figures
like Boris Johnson and Donald Trump. Back to work. He starts hosting a talk show called The Zoomer, where he interviews right-wing figures
like Boris Johnson and Donald Trump.
In fact, he and Donald are still so close
that Conrad writes his 2018 biography,
Donald J. Trump, a President Like No Other.
One year later, in May 2019,
Donald Trump pardons Conrad for his crimes.
Conrad never takes accountability for what he did.
A few months after his pardon,
he writes in his national post column, quote, my longer deal with the U.S. justice system
was never anything but a confluence of unlucky events. Even though those events include being
convicted of skimming money off the top of his company, as far as Conrad's concerned,
he's always been in the right. And it seems like no matter what misdeeds you commit, having
friends in high places always pays off.
Sarah, a brutal one today,
always hard when we have to talk about someone
whose scam we witnessed in real time,
and we were directly impacted by it,
because you and I wrote for a lot of different newspapers
that were owned by Conrad Black.
It's funny to think of Conrad Black
as the early architect of the demise of Canadian print media, and I wrote for a lot of different newspapers that were owned by Conrad Black. It's funny to think of Conrad Black
as the early architect of the demise
of Canadian print media,
but I guess he did almost single-handedly
destroy newspapers.
He did, and it's so upsetting when everyone's like,
who could have possibly known
that everything would turn out this way?
And you're like, everyone could have.
People like him are smart enough
to implicate enough powerful people in their crimes,
both the known and unknown ones, that anyone with power would have to be a class traitor to actually punish him.
He was also just such a deeply unpleasant and odious public figure.
It seemed like he rejoiced when life was harder for marginalized people. So wasn't just that he's like stealing money
from this company, from all of his companies,
or that he's killing the paper.
It's that he also was like gleeful about being an asshole.
Yes, of course.
And when someone's humbled, a lot of the times
they end up, you know, not trying to get in the spotlight
in the same way or maybe rehabilitate their image
in some way, but he truly did not.
Him and his wife are two of the most shameless people this country has ever produced.
Part of what makes him so evil is that he did this scam when he was already rich.
Yes.
He was born into upper echelons of society already. He was already born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He already had plentiful money available to him
to rent jets and such. And he still stole money. And we have a lot of scammers who do
stuff like this. And it's not like we're saying, yes, you should do fraud, but it is at least
a little more understanding when you come from fucking nothing and you're trying to
get a taste of this like high life that you've never had access to, this is someone who will always have access to it,
no matter what.
He was always going to be in those rooms.
It's just a question of whether or not
people had to kiss his ass or not.
We have these episodes also where I feel so grateful
for my stupid normal life.
And this is one of those where I'm like,
I could never in my wildest dreams want this
because it's so disgusting to me.
I'm glad that I have no taste for a private jet.
No, not at all.
I mean, hey, but if you got one, I will sit on it if it's going somewhere anyway.
I'm not going to say no.
Yeah, I guess the lesson is I would never charter a jet, but I'm open to a seat.
I would.
Yeah, put me on a seat.
Put me on the jet.
If there's a seat there, I'm just going to sit there.
I'm just going from point A to point B.
No blood on these hands.
No, no, not at all.
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Fall by Robert C. Close, Friends and Enemies by Barbara Amiel, A Life in Progress by Conrad
Black, and Reporting by Edward Klein, Maureen Orth, and Duff McDonald for Vanity Fair.
Jessica Lucas wrote this episode.
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Olivia Briley is our story editor.
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