The Iron Theater

I invite you to sit on the bench behind Joe's house and listen to what he has to say. It's 11:00 pm, the town has quieted, and it's possible you may just find some relief from the stupidity within the Iron Theater.

Nobody talks about it out loud, but a few million Americans are seriously doubting their sanity these days. Or having their sanity doubted. Or both. They seldom speak their minds because what is going on in there is a vision of society that conjures grave doubt, if not outright horror. It is the kind of stuff that will get your ass kicked off the island in a heartbeat. Nobody wants to hear it.

Thanks Joe!