Hamilton, take a look out your front window. What do you see? If the answer is a sprawling, disorganized mess of biomass that reaches your kneecaps, you are in direct violation of the
Command Presence Code.
A lawn is not a “wildlife sanctuary.” It is not a “meadow.” It is the primary defensive perimeter of your family unit. When a subversive element— be it a stray feline, a door-to-door solicitor or…
