Nearly four years ago, on a cloudless Friday afternoon in downtown Los Angeles, the 13-year conservatorship saga of Britney Spears was declared officially over. The storyline had been in the news for months, largely thanks to the efforts of the “Free Britney” movement, and I was one of a dozen or so reporters who sprinted out of the hearing room at Stanley Mosk Courthouse that day to dial their editors or whip out their laptops.
