Hammer Mill Days

Packing the ship. And not a moment too soon, I might add. Anyone seen my slipper socks? Ah, yes. Thank you kindly. Can't go to Neptune without those. Well, we've attempted to do everything that needed to be done in preparation for our trip to the stars - readying Big Green for our upcoming interstellar tour ENTER THE MIND 2010: THE ULTIMATE BIG GREEN EXPERIENCE. We've dotted every "t" and crossed every "i" (or every eye, perhaps). So many details to be considered. Much of it, on this type of outing, is best left to the scientists. Questions like, "There's no air in space. How do we breathe?" Not sure we've got that little detail worked out yet, but sometimes you can't solve every problem prior to lift off. Sure, I'd like everything to be perfect and set out in a straight line. But that's not always possible, my friends. Sometimes, good enough has to be good enough. Good enough? Right. How do we know we're in "Go...

Writing this totally on the fly, so try to read fast and skip over any errors in grammar (or judgment). Have a heart, will you? Tax fraud. It was probably inevitable that, as the sunset for the Bush 2003 tax cuts approached, the chorus of whining from the well-to-do would begin in earnest. Now we are faced with the remarkable phenomenon of hearing politicians who identify the federal deficit as public enemy #1 argue forcefully for an extension of tax relief for millionaires that will add hundreds of billions of dollars to the national debt over the next ten years. I know Americans have a short memory, but some of you out there must surely remember the 1990s. Were rich people overtaxed in those days? They seemed to be living pretty high at the time. Then their president, W. Bush, had the audacity to deeply cut their taxes with one hand while he launched two pointless wars with the other. Having blown a huge hole in the budget, they now want to stretch it wider. Time to come in now, ch...