2005 TWC in review

Here it is: the post you’ve all been waiting for. Right.

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A few third world county posts from 2005. Not necessarily “The best of TWC” but certainly representative of the “most unrecognized posts of TWC 2005” :-). Warts and all: typos, tortured syntax, whatever.

January 2005: The LLMB and MMPA’s psychotic break with reality

Witness this fair paraphrase of the progression of positions taken by the LLMB and MMPA leading up to and continuing through and beyond the [Iraq] election:

1.) The U.S. is embarking on empire and will not allow self-government by the Iraqis.
(Demonstrably false)
2.) The promised elections are not/will not be possible. (Demonstrably false)
3.) The promised election will not take place on time.(Demonstrably false)
4.) The elections will be a failure, a bloodbath. (Demonstrably false)
5.) The election will be illegitimate (because of non-participation). (Demonstrably false)

February 2005: ::YAWN:: More dog bites man non-news

Belaboring the obvious: Bob Dylan flogs a dead horse…

(Wherein your humble-ha!-author emulates J.E.P. “It’s a daybook.” It’s not well organized or well-edited. It’s just stuff that occurs to me to jot down. Notes, to myself as much as anything else.)

Curmudgeon Mode: Tried to take an online musical survey-discovered I’m an antediluvian…

Yeh. Noah still owes me two sheep and a dove…


Recommended Reading between now and the 2006 elections

People of the Lie: The Hope for Healing Human Evil

OK, I can’t resist two from March: Men Without Chests

And: St David’s Day 😉

April 2005: Musical Teleology and Musical Survey–not so very. The first offers a perspective on a couple of recent songs and the second…

May 2005: A Conspiracy of Dunces.

A (short) litany of woes

Here’s a very short list of things that seem to be aimed at destroying the American experiment in liberty.

And Javascript Cookiesâ„¢! and Unconscious Parenthood (my bid for a “Blogmothers Day” observance).

June 2005: News from the Islamic jihad and Preparing for ’06

(Not that I hold out much hope for the denizens of Demoncrappic Underpants, Moooove-on.orgy, the Mass Media Podpeople'[s Army, the Loony Left Moonbat Brigade, Republican’t Congresscritters and their ilk, etc.)

And In your dreams: Headlines from 2006

July 2005: Dysfunctional America

I let my mixmaster loose on the current scene and here’s what resulted…

Yes, there is a culltural divide in these United States. And here are a few of the dividing points…

August 2005: Open Borders Kill

“Open Borders”-the words have a ring of liberty, equality, fraternity… but please remember where the last great movement with that catchphrase ended up…

[Throw some sand in various moonbat gears, eh?]

So, Alito’s next. The big question: will Republican’t Senators do a pants check and find-to everyone’s amazement-the stones to carry the nomination through?

Follow the Rabbit Trail (in which my rambling rant becomes more than just rthe usual self-referential metacommentary-see the punchline in comments to that post: there are none :-).

September 2005: Listen with your heart, A lil experiment–first Castpoint trial. And, The real threat.

October 2005: Quick! Spread the ‘Karl Rove IS Machiavelli’ meme…

Fred on the “poverty excuse”

November 2005: Drive-by post

Yeh, walking through when the TV’s babbling one of those touchy-feely “PSAs” that are totally cracked, I hear:

“Friends always make you laugh.”

Riiiigggghhht.

“Hey, dude, your grandma died? That’s like, so totally hilarious, man!”

If this doesn’t move you… then you need a heart and soul transplant…

December 2005: You’re here, browse on your own. I have a cute lil troll commenting on one post. You might find him amusing. I don’t think he’s trainable, but so far he’s not made any serious potty messes. Look around a bit, if you want. Or not.

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Up in lights at Basil’s Blog, Bloggin’ Outloud.

After Christmas Sale!

That’s right, guys n dolls, I’m runnin’ a special after-Christmas sale here at TWC: one-a those link-fer-link deals *wink-wink*.

Avoid the crowds at Wally World, the mall or wherever customer service is going ape today and link here in a post of your own, then drop a teebee off for me to have an easy reference.

Don’t have the foggiest what I’m talking about? Drop me a comment and I’ll clarify.

Later today, Guard the Borders. Just a foretaste from Vdare.com

“Over the past decade, in many cases from a criminal justice standpoint [officials] have stepped back and said, ‘Hey, we’re just not going to look at this.'” (Immigrant crime, that is.) “It’s a sign of the times; the feeling, you know, that everybody makes mistakes [like crossing the border illegally?], and there’s an unwillingness to apply more law enforcement.” In a further reflection of current thinking, Ward added, “‘Let’s not cause any problems for our neighbors (and trading partners)–particularly Mexico.'”

Read the rest there.

Glommed myself some free adverts at Is It Just Me? and NIF. Get some of your own here.

Hot n Cold

A couple of recipes I’ve been meaning to post for a while, now

First, my mother’s Salsa recipe that my dad scanned and sent me. My comments, based on my recollection of her cooking habits in “[ ]”

  • 3C diced tomatoes [whatever’s ripe and available]
  • 3/4 C onion [coarsely chopped]
  • 1.5 tsp salt
  • 1.5 C [white] vinegar
  • 1—3 C [chopped] jalapeños (to taste)
  • 3 cloves minced garlic

Bring to boil, simmer 5 minutes, pack in hot [sterilized in boiling water bath] jars, cover with lids and process in hot water bath for 30 minutes. Remove, cool and store.

Now, for the cold stuff.
Javascript Cookie™ Ice Cream Sandwiches

Make a batch of LARGE Javascript Cookies™. (How large? Experiment. Have a lil fun. Maybe twice the size of ordinary drop/roll cookies, ‘K?) Let ’em cool. Make ice cream sandwiches by adding a dollop of your fav ice cream between two Javascript Cookies™. and smooshing them together a bit. Clean up around the edges, wrap the sandwich in plastic wrap and pack away in the freezer to chill back down and “age” a bit. Good in Javascript Cookies™? Mint chocolate chip, vanilla, chocolate and quite a few other flavors. Pick your fav and go to town.

BTW, make more than you think you’ll need. You’ll need ’em.

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“Address To A Haggis”

Be sure to stick around for the Burns paean to haggis at the foot of this recipe… I stole this recipe from ABC/Queensland (although the basic “mock haggis” recipe is an old one and is also all over the web) and liberally applied my own sense of taste to it. YMMV. See the VARIATION (on my already varied) note later, as well. The crock pot cooking gets moderately close to real haggis boiled in a sheep’s stomach.  Of course, around here, in America’s Third World CountyTM, getting sheep’s stomach and tripe or indeed, any mutton-related products just ain’t gonna happen. And most folks just aren’t going to make real haggis, “… since haggis is made from the stomach, lungs and other internals of a sheep [and] is rather a gruesome sight during certain stages of its cooking, as anyone who has witnessed the process will agree. “The lung must first be heated in a pan of hot water with the trachea hanging over the side so as to allow any blood and froth to escape and the stomach bag must be cleaned and scraped and washed very thoroughly before it is used.” (link here) Not something the typical cook (or this lazy cook) is likely to mess with, except for very special ocassions (say, a Robbie Burns Day).Crock Pot Mock Haggis

(liberally adapted from the above link)
Ingredients:

1/2 lb calf liver (You could use beef liver, but it’s gonna taste like…  beef liver.  And you thought I was going to say something else! heh)
1/2 lb minced or shredded beef.  (Minced is better, but whatever.)
1 large egg (very optional: yields a firmer texture)
2 med. sized yellow (sweet) onions
Approx. 1 cup of water reserved from boiling the liver
6 oz rolled oatmeal
4 oz shredded suet (use beef fat, trimmed from your minced or shredded beef)
1/4 tsp freshly grated nutmeg (or more if not freshly grated) NOTE: less nutmeg and a dash or two of “Chinese Five Spice” is good, too.
1/2 to 1 tsp of cayenne pepper (or dried, crushed and powdered ripe red serano or habañero! Yum!)
freshly ground pepper to taste
1 tsp salt (I prefer non-iodized, Kosher salt)

Preparation: Boil the liver for five minutes. Drain and put aside to cool. Toast the oatmeal in a dry frying pan or in the oven until it begins to turn a pale brown. (It’s a small amount. A small toaster oven or countertop convection oven does a great job.) Mince the onions; mince the liver, if you don’t they’ll not forgive yer… (Wait. Nothing like haggis at Burger King.) Mix all the ingredients together with the seasoning and stir in some of the water the liver was boiled in. (Do NOT critique my use of preposition position.)

The mixture should be thoroughly moist but not wet. Lightly grease/oil your crock pot, dump in the mess and leave it on Low all day (or all night). Note: If your minced beef/liver mixture looks too fatty then cut down the amount of suet. (No snarky remarks to the beef. It’s too late for the cow to diet, now.) The traditional way to serve haggis is with mashed potatoes and turnips and Scottish tradition calls for a glass of “uisge beatha.”. (Yeh, you whiskey drinkers know what that is… ) You can also chill the mock haggis in the fridge and then slice it and heat it through in a frying pan until it’s browned on both sides. With eggs: Breakfast!. (Or any other meal you want.)

Mashed Turnips and Potatoes (slightly adapted from the Food Network version.)
6 large red new potatoes, skin on
2 large turnips, peeled
1/2 cup cream, heated
8 tablespoons (1 stick) butter, melted
1/2 cup sour cream
salt and freshly ground pepper
a small bunch of parsley, minced

You can, of course, adjust the amounts proportionally.  With just two at home, the amount above may call for “creative” leftover use. (“You think Xxxx’s dog’d like a bit of this?”)

VARIATION: This is what I made, tonight.  Cooked the (smaller amount than listed above: actually about a third) turnips and taters in the same crock pot with the mock haggis. Washed (not washed and peeled) the potatoes and carrots. (I did peel the turnip. “Chunked” (about 1.5″ cubes) the turnip and potatoes. Cut a pound of carrots into large pieces.  Placed turnips, potatoes and carrots on the bottom of the crock pot, added a little less than a cup of water and the mock haggis mix on top.  Topped with more potatoes. When serving this, you have the option of mashing the turnips and potatoes, as above, or just serving the hefty chunks with the haggis. It’s a tasty  (and EASY) variation. Another plus? the added water around the taters n turnips “steamed” the mock haggis a little bit more. 

Bonus tip: a wee tad of water poured gently around the lip of the crock pot lid helps it “seal” early, giving a little better approximation of boiled/steamed haggis. Still just an approximation.  Not real haggis, of course. More variation: Cube the potatoes and turnips into 1″ cubes. Cook in boiling water for 15 minutes or until fork-tender. Drain. Whip unpeeled cooked potatoes and turnips with electric mixer, or mash with your grandma’s potato masher (my preference), mixing until moderately smooth (I like some lumps). Add hot cream, butter, and sour cream. Season with salt and pepper, to taste. Add parsley and whip again until blended. Adjust thickness by adding more cream, if desired. Yeh, modify at will.  I certainly don’t make the Mashed Turnips/Potatoes exactly as noted. Yogurt for the cream, for example (I like the bite.  BTW, do you know how to tell when yogurt is spoiled?  Good, then tell me, cos I always thought yogurt was just spoiled milk…  ), and olive oil for most of the butter (what can I say? “We likes the oil of virgin olives, oh, yes we does.” :-).

Address To A Haggis
by Robert Burns

Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the puddin-race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy of a grace
As lang’s my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o’ need,
While thro’ your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An’ cut ye up wi’ ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they strech an’ strive:
Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive,
Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve,
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
‘Bethankit!’ hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi’ perfect sconner,
Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither’d rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro’ bluidy flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread.
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He’ll make it whissle;
An’ legs, an’ arms, an’ heads will sned,
Like taps o’ thrissle.

Ye Pow’rs wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o ‘fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer,
Gie her a Haggis!