Hammer Mill Days

Okay, how about peanut butter cups? Yes? Good, good. And Fruit Loops ? No? That's weird... because we still have Puffa Puffa Rice ... Oh, hi there, you intrepid Web surfers and lovers of cheap music. Just caught me and my fellow Big Green principals in the midst of an exhaustive inventory of ... well, just about everything you can name, friends. (That's another thing to check.... friends.... ) It's something in the way of a damage assessment. One of our less congenial cohorts (no, not Mitch Macaphee), as some of you may recall, leapt through a warp in the space-time continuum that conveniently presented itself outside the second floor washroom (just across from the north staircase - you can't miss it). Yes, Anti-Lincoln, that scourge of all that is good and nice, antithetical to all that is Lincoln - he threw himself bodily into a worm-hole that sent him spinning back more than a century to... well, to the time of Lincoln. And hell, he being him, he couldn't resist...

Is it me, or does the mainstream media seem even more ridiculously susceptible to political distraction than ever? I have to admit to being a bit gob-smacked by their laser-like focus on Nancy Pelosi and the question of whether or not she has prevaricated over C.I.A. briefings about the use of torture in interrogations. They seem to be taking their lead not only from Republicans in Congress, but from retired G.O.P. leadership, like Newt Gingrich (a.k.a. the embodiment of all that is good and right). What the fuck, friends - this is like speculating over who listened in on the police scanner the night some arsonist burned an apartment house to the ground. Sure, even Pelosi's explanation makes her seem hypocritical, but that's a pretty minor matter next to the implementation of a broad policy of torture and prisoner abuse, in service to even more serious crimes. Here's what astonishes me about this. While the entire nation is obsessing over what Nancy Pelosi knew and when, ve...