Hammer Mill Days

Still raining? Oh, sure. Hand me the paddle and the sieve. Well, most of our homeland in upstate New York is under water today. The abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill is practically floating away. What better time to crack out an advance copy of our new album, Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick? What else is there to do, right? We just released the June edition of our podcast, THIS IS BIG GREEN, and in celebration of the arrival of summer, it is a two-hour marathon review of the new album, featuring the all-star cast of Ned Trek: Mr. Ned himself, the talking dressage horse Willard Mittilius Romney, commander of the starship Free Enterprise Doc Tom Coburn, who sounds a lot like Foghorn Leghorn Carl Sagan (deceased), famous astrophysicist Richard Perle, neocon chickenhawk supreme The robot Richard Nixon Mr. Sulu (still strangely hanging out with these losers) Lee Majors (still strangely introducing these losers) Mr. Andy Williams (.... not!) You'll hear biting commenta...

I'll keep this short, because there's stuff to do. My advice to anyone who wants to kill someone (non-white) with impunity is simply to follow these three steps: Invite said person down to Florida Take them somewhere where no one can observe you closely, perhaps the Everglades, and shoot them dead Claim they made you feel threatened, thereby invoking the "Stand Your Ground" law (signed by noted moderate Jeb Bush) That's pretty much all you need to know. Watching the Zimmerman trial, I can't help but feel like he's going to walk through that massive legal hole opened for him by bullet-brained state legislators (fueled by ALEC) and Big Jeb. I am struck by that sense, and by the overwhelming irony of the defense's efforts to frame Zimmerman as the target of racial profiling. Cross examination of Trayvon Martin's friend Rachel Jeantel was ludicrous. The girl did not want to be there, but felt she had to. She lost her friend, and she was herself ...