From the contributors of Midst The Hum:

We've decided to separate snarky political observation from mill hill rumination; hence, Three Ball Dead. The contributors to this site represent a potpourri of delusional opinion. Obamphobia: you betcha. Bush fatigue: most certainly. Mistrust of Government: a prerequisite in my humble opinion. So strap on a flak jacket and wade into the knee deep sarcasm that IS Three Ball Dead.

What the hell is three ball dead and all this croquet nonsense? Three ball dead is a croquet term that describes the situation you find yourself in after you have hit the other three balls in a croquet game without having made a wicket. Think of it as having zeroed out your checking account with bills still to pay. Think of it as having your girlfriend find out that you have been dating two of her closest friends. To be three ball dead, to quote an old croquet aficionado is to be "a worthless bum".

So the name of this blog refers more to where we as citizens find ourselves in regards to government/politicians than that of the contributors. Actually, the contributors are all erudite individuals who, just like everybody else, wonders what in the name of goodness and decency has happened to our republic? How is it that our nation has fallen into the hands of corrupt, career politicians that, when the grimy veneer is removed, are indistinguishable from one another.