The Rites of Spring

It's a celebrated sign of the season - the pitcher throws one out there, leaves it hanging over the plate, and the batter swats that mother into the next ZIP code. Baseball? Nope, it's the newest Krugman column, and the Minuteman, as usual, makes short work of it. Best of all, this season lasts year round (at least until Krugman retires). Catch the latest here...