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French Baking and English Bakers

My wife has been marathoning the Great British Baking Show on Netflix.

It’s a cooking challenge show in which home bakers try to impress professional British pastry chefs.  The contestants have to bake one of their at-home recipes, then bake some technical challenge given to them by the judges.

I find it to be borderline intolerable.

Half of what they are asked to bake is some sort of signature French pastry.

This is what I have learned about French baking, it is 99% Fuck You.

I think the center philosophy of French baking is pastry chefs trying to do something so unbelievably complicated that no-one else can do it.  It’s French one-upsmanship.

To make this Frenchy French Poof Loaf you have to massage the butter into the flour by hand while cold for two hours.  Then roll it to the thickness of a human air.  Cover it with fruit and nut compost and then fold it 900 times until it is an accurate facsimile of the Arc de Triomphe.  Then you bake it until turns the color of pure gold and can be poked with a bony English finger and not lose its shape.  But you have 90 minutes to do it.

Being British, there is no such thing as a “good.”  Every response by every judge is an inverted complement sandwich.

  1. Complaint about trivial aspect of the item – e.g., “the color is slightly off”.
  2. Mild complement – e.g., “the glaze is nice” (nice being the highest level of praise they can give).
  3. Soul crushing criticism – e.g., “other than the glaze, these are a dry and tasteless”.

I think the British conquered the world only because it was an attempt by a bunch of British young men to do something so epic that their disapproving British parents would say something positive without any qualifiers.

“Mom, I brought civilization to the dark continent, taught the savages Christian values, and opened diamond mines that have produced stones used in the Crown Jewels.”

“That’s nice… couldn’t you have founded gold and silver mines too.”

The icon of the show is food writer named Mary Berry.

This is her beaming with joy.

This is the most British woman I’ve ever seen.  Her demeanor is a cold as the butter that has to be worked into her scones.

According to the internet she is married, but she still looks like a spinster to me.  I just can’t image anybody wanting to consummate with that.  Even 44 years ago, she looked like that.

So as I recover from a hacking chest cold, I am treated to hours on end of an old, sexless British woman crushing the hopes and dreams of homemakers to death, grinding down their egos like almonds for marzipan.

Trump vs. Manson

Jimmy Fallon ended up on the Left’s shit list because he mussed up Donald Trump’s hair during his campaign interview.   This was seen as “humanizing” Trump, and that just can’t be allowed. 

A year later, cult leader and murderer, Charles Manson is dead.  The LA Times published an OpEd humanizing him. 

The Human Side of Charlie Manson.

Yeah, Charlie, like he’s that old buddy you have.

What the fuck is wrong with these people?

Got forbid you make a Republican look like a something less than the reincarnation of Hitler, that’s verboten!

Making a cult leading cannibal into kooky old uncle Charlie is good journalism.

No wonder people hate the media and California is fucked.

Muskets and pipe bombs

Sorry for the long delay, I was out getting continuously educated to maintain my PE.  Blogging from a hotel room in between symposiums wan’t nearly as easy as I thought it would be.

I was catching up on the news from last week when I caught a clip of Tucker Carlson taking an anti-gunner and New York City council member for knowing nothing about guns.  It’s funny to watch.

The guy keeps saying “fifty caliber” like that means something horrible.

Obviously he’s thinking this:

Because as we all know, all “fifty caliber” guns are the same.

I could make fun of this guy some more but what I want to touch on is the gun he’s piddling in his Jockey shorts over, the SilencerCo Maxim 50.

Because it is a muzzleloader with a permanently affixed suppressor it is not an NFA device.   Yes it’s a loophole gun.

You will never see me shoot one of these.

I don’t know what type of R&D SilenecerCo did on this but I have my misgivings about the design.

Do you have any idea just how much unburned black powder comes out of the end of a muzzleloader?  A lot.  Like, shooting a muzzle loader in doors causes a fire hazard lot.

And what does a suppressor do?  Capture the expanding gases that come of out of the muzzle in the baffles.

Trapping unburned powder in the baffles seems like a bad idea to me.  Several shots worth of unburned powder in the baffle stack igniting all at once, and BOOM!

I’ve seen similar in real life.

AAC makes a product called the BlastOut.  It fits over a muzzle break or flash hider for use in indoor ranges to direct the blast forward to ease the overpressure on the shooter.  SureFire makes something similar.

It is a g-d damned loudener.  For real.

Yes, the the Simpsons did it too.

It traps the unburned powder coming out of an AR (yes it happened, especially with shorter barrels) and re-ignites it in the muzzle device.

You can see in this video review the fireball coming out of the end of the gun.

To me, the Maxim 50 is just a time-delay pipe bomb on the end of of a rifle.

I’m not saying they should ban it.  Just that you won’t catch me anywhere near it.

Senate Solutions

I was traveling on business and fell out of the loop.

I resurface to find out the Senator Al Franken (POS – MN) has been accused of sexual harassment, groping, etc.

From this, I have come to the conclusion that Roy Moore should be elected to the Senate.  His indiscretions ARE his qualifications for office.

Moore deserves to be in the Senate.  Then the entire Senate deserves to be pushed into the Potomac in January.

Post MLK Society

The New York Times published an OpEd by Professor Ekow Yankah titled Can My Children Be Friends With White People?

The short answer to his question is: not according to him.

The longer answer is: not according to him because of Trump.

Tucker Carlson interviewed Yankah and tried to get him to admit what he was doing was racist (it is) but Yankah refused to back down.

GQ named Colin Kaepernick “Citizen of the Year” for… destroying the popularity of the NFL, insulting the flag, being a whiny, entitled, schmuck?

Racist activist Tariq Nasheed responded in this racist way.  If you disagree with GQ, you must be a white supremacist.

One of the ideas after the election of Barack Obama was that America was a post-racial society.  Race no longer mattered for qualification or advancement.

Racist activist Ta-Nehisi Coates wrote an OpEd to remind up that we are not.

I think the era we are living in should be called a “post-MLK society.”

What I was taught in school was that the dream of racial equality is best described by MLK in his “Dream” speech with the line “I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

For all intents and purposes, legally that is the world we live in.  Discrimination is illegal.  Jim Crow is over.

There is still the effect of long term discriminatory practices, but as a society, the majority of people are trying to work through that.

Unfortunately there is little power to be gained from equality.  It is easier to rally people against an enemy.  This is the post-MLK society.

It is staunchly, Left Wing Democrat Baltimore where “Nine out of ten black boys in Baltimore City are not reading at grade level” and 13 schools have zero proficiency in math.  But somehow that is Trump’s fault.

The power lies not in equality but in vengeance.  It wasn’t enough for the bourgeoisie to depose the king, the Royalty had to be beheaded.  Same for the bolsheviks killing the Russian nobility.

People like Yankah, Coates, and Nasheed, as well as BLM and other groups have found there is power and prestige in revenge.

Why be equal when you can collect scalps?

Why is it any surprise that the same magazine that published an article saying that after the election of Donald Trump there were no good white people left in America would honor a multi millionaire who is a victim of his own lack of tact and grievance mongering.

No stable nation can be built upon revenge.  Just look at the tribal warfare of Eastern Europe that gave us the word balkanization.

It is possible to achieve equality without vengeance, but as long as some voiced are able to gain wealth and fame by doing that, I feel we’re going to be screwed as a nation.

A job for the Three Amigos!

In Berlin, there is the Goerlitzer Park.  In the park there is a zoo.  In the zoo there is a pony.  In the pony is a Syrian man’s penis.

A man of Syrian origin was observed at Goerlitzer Park, by a woman and small child, sexually abusing a pony.  The woman, who was the child’s babysitter, photographed the man so that he could be arrested.

Germany has some worst rates of sexual assault in Europe, entirely due to the massive influx of Islamic world migrants.  It’s not just rape, but violence against women and children is skyrocketing too.

Apparently when all the women and children have been raped, migrants turn to the livestock.

I swear, this is the first thing that came to my mind when I read this story.

It shouldn’t be funny, but what is going on in Europe is so ridiculous it’s nearly become a parody.

If only this were a job that could be taken care of by the Three Amigos.

Groundhog Election Day

The 2017 Alabana Senate election between Doug Jones and Roy Moore feels like the 2016 a presidential election all over again.

I have to choose between a “give everything to everyone but the people who pay a shit load of taxes” Democrat and a crazy, sex offending Republican.

Why oh why Lord are you doing this to me again?

Is this punishment for not participating in last year’s horns of a dilemma?

The election is a month away. 

Can you please send me a sign of who I should vote for?

You could smite the unworthy one, which probably means both (which by the way is alright with me). 

This is intolerable.