The Mustelid Liberation Front

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains, and the women come out to cut up what remains just roll on your rifle and blow...

My black face fades, hiding inside the black granite. I said I wouldn't dammit: No tears. I'm stone. I'm flesh. My clouded refle...

If we lose freedom here, there is no place to escape to. This is the last stand on Earth. And this idea that government is beholden to the ...

Proctor : Sir, Mahoney says this restaurant has the best salad bar in town. [ They're walking down an alley, still in their police unif...