When the dust settles on this calamitous and turbulent weekend where many organisations were wiped out and we sit back reflect, we will realise the simple truth.

These men. These poor innocent men were the victim of a relentless purge, the type not seen on these parts since the dark days of Rocksteady and Bepop. Yes my friends, PURGED.

Let's look around and assess the facts shall we?

TonyTheTailor. Russian. DEAD.
DarwinRoss. French. DEAD.
Beluga. Sounds Canadian. DEAD
twigs. Danish. DEAD
Mary. Swedish. DEAD
Spicoli. Sounds Italian. DEAD
LiamGallager. English. DEAD

All of these fine none American souls put on Ice and we will never hear from them again. It's a scary thought. It really makes me stop and wonder and consider my next move. What do we do? How do we move on from this? Who do I reward for killing twigs? So many questions. So little time

After thinking for a while I realised I love this country. This land of the free, and I want to give something back to the people and profit at the same time. It is what God would want.

I am proud to say ELKMILK is going Red, White and Blue to celebrate this great land. ELKMILK will now be available in Raspberry Red. Blueberry Blue, and of course; original unfiltered WHITE.

Fuck Russia. Fuck France. God Bless America.

PS: if anyone knows what country DetroitSimon is from, please let me know

Who do I reward for killing twigs?

My protege, SwanSchnitzelSupreme, had the unfortunate quality of being mentored too well. I knew someone trained by my hand should not be supplying pro shots. They should be fighting Gods. They should be bending steel bars with their teeth at the circus. They should be dipping whole raw fish into their mouths and then pulling up seconds later to reveal nothing but a fish skeleton remaining. They should be throwing hard leather briefcases through office windows, and then climbing through the windows, and saying to everyone inside, "I'm sorry, I'm just looking for my briefcase". And so twigs is gone from us, our shining light has faded, because an education in being me was simply too powerful for one man to control. 

Whatever else you said is important too. But I'd prefer to talk about me. 

Ahh this is very awkward, very awkward indeed. I have strong suspicions that your protege apprentice SwanSchnitzelSupreme sounds supremely un-American, which in these harsh times is extremely dangerous. Have you considered purging him for the good of the realm? It's the only way the Board of Peace can guarantee survival.