Month: November 2020

The Kid’s Table. An Americanism I cannot still process.

Thanksgivings is a truly American experience that Hispanics will adopt living in the US because we enjoy any excuse for eating and drinking copious amounts of alcohol.

Outside the States, our big ass meal with all the relatives is Cena de Noche Buena or Christmas Eve supper.  The location was already decided the last time we all got together and it usually involved the family that had the backyard/back porch space.

Yes,. Unless you were very rich and lived in a mansion with a dining hall capable of sitting a minimum of 24 guests, you were doomed to eat outside. You would have an assortment of folding tables, pine boards and even reclaimed room doors set aside in a dark corner of the property and only coming out for events like this.

And even though we are using the really crappy excuses for tables, the good white table clothes (any other color is a sin) plus the very good china and cutlery. Family is coming and you would not even think about Dixie products. You went all out because family was getting together.

And that brings us to the kids. There are three specific groups: Adults (22 and older or married younger), Teenagers (21 to 16) and Kids proper. The difference lays of course in the way people would flock together after the meal: Adults will get together and discuss adult things (usually involving coffee and hard liquors)  while the Teenagers will help clear the table and then gather to doo teenager things like ogling cousin Maria Teresa who finally got rid of the braces and suddenly can fill a sweater quite nicely. And the kids? Well, they are the small feral creatures running around the house (In and out) and being screamed at for getting in trouble.

But when meal time came, we all sat together according to family and ability to reach and smack the wee ones upside the head (and all the adults were allowed in the smacking, not just your parents) so they would behave. Moms leaving the young ones with dangerous tools like forks and knives which could be used against smelly annoying cousin Ruben? Oh hell no! I did say feral for a reason.  The Lord of the Flies was re-enacted every December 24th before and after the meal.

The meal was where everybody, including the kids could talk. Inevitable questions about school and girlfriends and where the moms would share with everybody some cute thing you did which is actually mortally embarrassing to you and know it will be held against you till next year. There was laughter, there was screaming, there was the occasional set of tears after being impact-re-educated with a serving spoon, but we all ate in the same “table.”

It was not till the main course was done that the kids were officially ignored and they would sneak out of the table to return to michief, only interrupted by the old tias and abuelas serving small pieces of cake and/or quesillo (flan) which kids ate fast and usually on the move.

Adults would wait for the small bodies to start dropping dead tired at different locations around the house to finally decided it was time to go home. More than likely, the teenagers had already left to have fun with their friends, but they were required to walk the gauntlet of hugging and kissing every single grandma present in  the “cena” and be blessed by then before leaving.  Here is when you got your first dosage of adulthood because at least one of the old biddies would hug you extra hard and plant a great kiss on your cheek while telling you she hoped to be alive next year to see you again… and you knew she meant it. And you hugged her back because suddenly you also knew you may not see her again and would hate yourself if the last memory you have of Tia Rosa was a hurried  and dismissive goodbye.

Anyway, that is how we did it. So, in a way, this Thursday, be thankful for the people you have around you and be thankful for the memories of those who no longer will break bread with you and cherish the gathering.

 

 

 

COVID is the answer

I remember growing up, learning about Jewish history, the question always being asked was “how could the Holocaust happen?”

We’re seeing that answered right before our eyes.

Be it cops, politicians, or regular civilians, there are some people who if you give them the tiniest excuse to flex their authority, real or imagined, and curb stomp the fuck out of a stranger they will grab it like Joe Biden on an underage girl.

Everyone else who is not a power-mad asshole stands by wanting to avoid confrontation else they find themselves targeted.

It can happen here.  It is happening here. Not to death camp levels, not yet anyway.  But the underlying cause is just the same.

Dear LEOs: You are targeting the wrong people.

I know you have been ordered and I know you are pissed that some pissant Anifoid kid can scream at your face, call you and your mama names, blind you with a laser and thrown explosives at you and you have to take it because your boss said to do anything else is bad for the department.

But our side is not the one you want to make enemies with.  We are the side that backs you up, screams against defunding and gives you the benefit of the doubt when something happens on duty.

Please do not make us enemies, be smart. Don smack the hand that supports you.

PS: and if you choose to ignore our help, the Constitution and attack us, please remember our lasers come with a prize.

Self-Sighteousness is that little tyrant some people carry inside

Caught this over Crowder’s Parler. He was asking the question “How would you react if he stepped to you?”

Well, he did inform he had Wuhan, but just to be sure, I would extract a blood sample to run some tests when I got back to civilization.

But I would be nice, I’d leave him one of my spare tourniquets.

Joking aside, be ready to see more and more of this and for different reason. And not only single individual, eventually they will walk around in groups and try to submit/beat you into compliance.

And that is why you carry.

A small follow up of ” Tyrants in Lab Coats”

J Kb is beating me to the punch today. I read  Tyrants in Lab Coats  and I remembered I had something in my mind for a while now that I keep forgetting to post about. See righteous asshole here?

As of time of this posting, deaths by Wuhan V in the US are tallied 256,803.

But let us not forget something that Cleavon MD and his buddies have been doing every year:

Analyzing medical death rate data over an eight-year period, Johns Hopkins patient safety experts have calculated that more than 250,000 deaths per year are due to medical error in the U.S. 

Study Suggests Medical Errors Now Third Leading Cause of Death in the U.S.

I have been very lucky and none of the doctors I have dealt with has been stupid enough to try and belittle me in that manner because I would remind them about their fucking dismal record on Not killing patients before the ‘Rona attacked.

And that brings us to a sobering thought: How many people who “died of Covid” this year, actually perished because of the sickness or by complications from a MD-quack or associate with a TikTok account and their usual carelessness?

 

Tyrants in Lab Coats

From Twitter:

 

Just like hypocritical politicians who violate their own lockdown orders to go out to dinner, the medical community has been burning up their credibility like is North Vietnamese jungle during Operation Arclight.

A lot of doctors as it turns out, are just atrocious, partisan assholes who wear lab coats to work.

The idea of the consummate professional healer is dead.

I’ve understood that this type of doctor has existed for a long time.  Dr. Josef Mengele committed atrocities against Jews and other prisoners and undesirables in concentration camps.

Shiro Ishii is perhaps the only man on earth worse then Mengele.  He ran the Japanese Unit 731.  That tested weapons and experimental medical procedures on prisoners.  Some were subjected to extreme conditions then vivisected.

Mengele and Ishii were highly credentialed, from the best medical schools, and it was precisely because of that they were made commanders in government medical programs.

Likewise for the doctors who conducted the Tuskegee Experiment.

The Soviet Union has armies of doctors who would diagnose Soviet citizens with mental illness and have them locked away in asylum.  This was often done to Soviet citizens of rank that couldn’t easily be disappeared or accused of treason. They would be diagnosed with “sluggish schizophrenia” and locked away.

History is rife with credentialed medical professionals who work for the government committed crime against humanity in the names of science or medicine, but really out of ideology.

The medical profession is from from impeccably honest and pure as the driven snow.

But recently these assholes, like the doctors above, have come out of the woodwork.

We do not deny alcoholics liver transplants. We deny people who drink liver transplants because alcohol causes rejection.  A recovered alcoholic who is sober can get a transplant.

Medical care is not a treat for being good and withholding medical care is not a punishment for being bad.  It’s most certainly not a punishment for not agreeing with the political ideology of the doctor.

I’m sure if we’re up to this doctor, your voting registration would be on your medical chart for him to decide how much care, if any, you deserve. Maybe your education and lost of privileges too.

Blue collar, Trump voter with chest pains, you get a Tums.

Biden voter with a BLM sign for your Twitter avatar, and you get rushed to the front of the line for a chest x-ray and EKG.

When you have to power to wield life and death, that becomes tempting.  These assholes want to use that power against their political enemies.

The backlash begins

https://twitter.com/Breaking911/status/1330695619493638146

People are getting sick and fucking tired of these God damned politicians who impose strick COVID restrictions but then violate them themselves.

The hypocrisy of the elite has reached epic levels and the people are not taking kindly to it any more.

Time to invest in tar and feathers futures.