Good work. You found my secret file cabinet of personal dossiers.
THE CITY IS ON FIRE. We are under attack. The static is getting louder. I received a message about a safe house, but the location was encrypted.
Then a punk kid rode by on his bike, tossed a crumpled paper at my chest, and yelled:
"Hey Hammer! You're looking in the wrong place! The truth isn't on the front page... it's in the ten cent rag! Find the Pulp-Noir under a dime!"
And with that, he was gone into the smog. Follow the clue. Follow me.
The Broadcast
The Library
"They say laughter's the best medicine. I guess that's why my doctor told me to quit journalism and start a clown college. But then I realized, most of the clowns are already in politics. And their jokes? Not nearly as funny as the ones I dig up on the daily."
Yours Truly, Jack Hammer.

⚡ NOW PLAYING: HAMMER SIDE BETS — DOUBLE FEATURE — WATCH YOUR BACK ⚡
The Case of the Missing First Lady
An Evening at the Local Playhouse
Hammer Op-Eds
FOR YOUR EYES ONLY
THE PRIVATE STASH
- GRINDHOUSE THEATER
- Research. Old movies that tell the truth.
"I tried to write a story about honesty in Washington, but my typewriter jammed. Must’ve sensed the lie before I did. Around here, truth’s an endangered species—spotted once a decade, stuffed, mounted, and trotted out for campaign season."
Yours Truly,
Jack Hammer.






