Dispatches from the Asylum

There are the minor screw-ups and then the major ones. The minor might be, in this age of the house of sadness and distaste, sending

Famous morons, ‘devoted’ to the health of all Americans, are rolling up their sleeves and getting down to business to bribe and coerce the quackcine

As pearl clutching zombies eagerly wait for the next scamdemic, ready to stand in line at parking lots, America’s new havens of health, for the

“Whenever I’m asked why Southern writers particularly have a penchant for writing about freaks, I say it is because we are still able to recognize

  Calls to the Mother Ship have gone unanswered.  Prayers to God, Mother Earth or the Committee of Dolphins who might have created this insane