Hammer Mill Days

Through the glass darkly. That was our trip home. Better believe it, my friend. (Jesus freaking Christ.... if I say "my friends" again, I'll turn into John McCain. And we can't have that... not with all these Lincolns around.) Okay, well, so I'm not such a good pilot. I kind of already knew that - that's why we of Big Green made common cause with the likes of Mitch Macaphee, our sometimes-resident mad science advisor. But when Mitch ain't available, we improvise and... well... things don't always turn out the way you hope. It hurts my pride to say so, but I did push the stick when I should have pulled it, and our rented space craft went into a dramatic nose-dive. We were dropping faster than the S&P 500 during the dot-com bust (forgive the metaphor). How could I tell? Well, things on the ground were getting awfully big, awfully fast. I was just opening my mouth to say "Marvin (my personal robot assistant)!!!" when the Cheney Hammer Mi...

It's an election year and who's back to visit but Pappy Tax Cut? That's right - with the financial markets reeling from imploding mortgage-based securities and record high energy prices, the duopoly of federal office holders has decided to cut some checks and pass them out to us proles. Guess they figure we're pissed off enough to warrant bribery at this point. In any case, a recession during an election year is bad news for either party in a divided government, so you are seeing the kind of "bipartisanship" that in another might be considered a mild form of totalitarianism. Sure, we're blowing billions of dollars a month (to say nothing of lives lost) trying to hold on to our imperial stake in Iraq and perpetuating astounding economic inequality through a tax system heavily skewed in favor of the hyper-rich, but we'll borrow even more money now for a one-shot payoff to the American people in hopes they'll go out and shop and forget about how fucke...