After a lifetime spent conditioned to believe the lies of mankind’s militant campaign of animal oppression, Aaron Small has broken through the ceiling of hatred and deceit, rejecting the Boston Red Sox’ sinister stranglehold upon the collective conscience of mile after mile of faceless suburbia. As diesel fumes choke and asphalt strangles the once-verdant fields of the Northeast, Aaron Small and Aaron Small alone can overcome the anthropomorphic falsehood that maintains the hierarchy of the Boston Red Sox atop the AL East.

Unfit to be “America’s Team,” the Red Sox are mindless slaves to the perverted mores of corporate death kulture. The children of New England wallow in television-induced servitude, watching their so-called heroes Kevin Millar and David Ortiz devouring the meat of innocent animals and lining the pockets of the fast food industry with concupiscent anomie, the blood and sweat of the mercilessly slaughtered millions dripping off their guilty lips with every bite of the mechanically reclaimed flesh of our animal brethren. When Curt Schilling and Johnny Damon dye their hair, do they hear the screams and howls of the defenseless creatures forced to endure unspeakable agony, reduced to anonymous biomechanical victims of the profit-driven vivisection of the avaricious cosmetic industry? No! And the Red Sox rally still around their cry of “Cowboy Up,” exhorting their followers to blindly exert illicit subordination upon the very placid beasts which once roamed this country by the millions.

Must we unthinkingly be swayed by the unquenchable bloodlust of the Red Sox and their felonious ilk? Aaron Small thinks otherwise, and every ball loosed from his heroic right hand is a missile aimed straight at the barricades erected by the cowardly dominators, ever fearful of the imminent revolution of the herbivorous masses and the allied brigades of sympathetic youth against the genocidal torment of the bourgeoisie.

The tyranny of the Boston Red Sox can only be ended by Aaron Small – 100% vegan, sXe FOR LIFE – who grew up idolizing Nolan Ryan not only for his 100-mph fastballs but for his refusal to play complicit consort to the warped values of carnivorous Amerikkkan greed. Indeed, Small has enlisted in his all-out war like-minded comrades Mark Bellhorn, Alan Embree, and Ramiro Mendoza, all of whom have “struggled” in Boston after converting to the humble purity of the vegetarian lifestyle in a concerted effort to sabotage the Red Sox’ virtual garrison state. Undoubtedly the spirits of the livestock spared from the killing floor by Small’s steadfast refusal to take part in the ancient ritual of blood-letting have endowed him with the vigor to go 6-0 in his solitary battle against the oppression of the status quo.

The Red Sox may think they can nail down the pennant, but they cannot nail down the hammers! And thus, like the sinister machinations by which our homicidal society subjugates and rapes Mother Earth, Aaron Small, and the New York Yankees, are no minor threat.

Noted Yankees fan Karl Buechner led hardcore legends Earth Crisis from 1991 until their tragic demise in 2001. He now fronts the band Freya, whose 2003 release “Until the Last Light Drains” (Victory) is available wherever the war against corporate rock rages.