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WTF captures it all. If I’m one of the non-Muslims that works there, and the least bit patriotic, then I might want to make up a poster of what happened in Mogadishu and make those fucks feel really welcome.

Tyson, because you signed up for this, I will never buy another of any of your products from your company or any of your subsidiaries.

Tyson…wasn’t that Bill Clinton’s butt-buddy?

I stopped buying Tyson a couple of years back when I heard the first time how many illegals they were getting busted for having.

And seriously, why all of the flotsom from some of the worst human rights violating psychotic backwards countries? And then to bend over backwards to throw away your culture and traditions to insure they not fully assimilate?

Oh and I’ve heard of Shelbyville. I drive down that way every year. Tennessee is a lovely state.

I’m guessing “human rights violating” is the key. I wouldn’t be at all surprised to find out some church group sponsored these poor ickle Somalis, though I say that with no evidence.

I thought Shelbyville only existed in ‘The Simpsons’..!

So, I’m a little unclear as to what happens for the non-Somalis in the workforce – can they not say ‘We’ll stick with Labour Day, thanks very much’?

Columbus OH has one of the largest ex-pat Somali populations in the country. I’m sure there are many who are hardworking and appreciative of all the advantages of living in America. I have yet to actually meet a well transitioned Somali immigrant, but I’m sure they are out there.

My only experiences have been with the arrogant, rude, and overly aggressive kids in the public schools when Pupster Boy 2 was attending (now home schooled), and visual evidence of a high percentage of head-scarfs that cover the whole body in certain areas of town.

The Somalis here are hard-working folks. They left Somalia because they were on the wrong side of the argument – they aren’t the same ones who dragged our soldiers through the streets.

I’m in Kentucky, mostly rural with a few urban centers. The Somali kids I’ve met – associated with Habitat for Humanity projects – have been very polite.

Guess there are a few bad apples in any group.

I was reading the comments over at M. Malkin’s. Someone asked the same question about Clinton’s ties to Tyson– referred to him as ‘Clinton, the stain maker’. Hee hee. Was that you wease?

Nope. I pretty much do all my political posting under the same fake name 🙂

Hey, don’t be knocking Bug Tussle, I’ve been there, and while it ain’t much, what there is of it is pretty nice. Folks are a little taciturn, but then that’s hardly unheard of in Alabama hill country…

If you’re ditching Tyson, don’t flip to Pilgrim’s Pride. Bo has a pretty bad track record of hiring illegals.

Actually, I think a huge percentage of ALL meat handling is done by illegals. The reason, I heard, is that Americans have gotten too gosh-darned squeamish for the work.

I can believe it. Lord knows I am. But remember that when next you hear of people behaving badly in the meat packing industry.

There is alot to be said for obtaining your own food…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RlK0Xd4c2c

🙂

Man oh man…the price of fame, eh? The filter is busting full of spam. I liked the one named YouPorn — that would be a good name for a porn site.

I like this cheery guy, too:

The site’s very professional! Keep up the good work! Oh yes, one extra comment – maybe you could add more pictures too! So, good luck to your team!

Yay team! He was selling peniz enlargement products.

Yeah, probably so Stoaty. The PP plant in northeast Texas got busted a few months ago in an ICE raid; they picked up 300 illegals.

I was having a celebratory dinner with some business associates a couple years ago at this swanky (read ridiculously overpriced) bistro in Manhattan. It was celebratory so we was celebrating which lead to massive drunkiness.

We were munching down on some hors d’oeurves when the waitress brought our dinners. One of the guys ordered some chicken dish and when the waitress put it down in front of him it looked like something alien. He blurted out “What part of the chicken is that?!”. I’m sure he meant to think it but it came out in his outdoor voice. Everybody in the place turned to look just as one of the other guys at the table erupted laughing with beer coming out his mouth and nose. It took a good 10 minutes to stop laughing and the chicken never did get eaten.

Just thought I’d share.

Look — it’s JackStraw: the only AoS moron not to have a moronblog!

Well, there’s Monty, but he actually joined the fricking Army to get out of it…

Now why would I need a blog? My mom doesn’t even know how to use the intertubes so my readership would include me.

By the way, the edit countdown thingy is the shizzle. I am totally hypnotized by it waiting to see what happens when it gets to zero.

“‘…maybe you could add more pictures too!’ Yay team! He was selling peniz enlargement products.”

I don’t need to see that. 🙂

I work with a Somali who came to the US the right way through the immigration system. He is a refuge from the hell-hole that is Somalia. Most Somalis are muslim. I don’t have an issue with it so long as they follow the law to get here. He is liberal, but he’s logical enough who knows maybe he can be swayed to the good side one day.

Yay team! He was selling peniz enlargement products.

Aren’t they all.

Hey Jack, is Jack Straw your real name? We have a famous guy in our country called Jack Straw. He’s a, well, a total shit. This is him. If you see him, punch him in the throat.

Heh – Soddy Daisy. I’d love to visit that place. Sounds like an insult.

Oof! One of the links I got to the PETA thing made it to Reddit. So I strolled on over there and browsed for a while. Holy jumping Jesus — Reddit is the most retarded place on the internet! The comments, I mean. Well, and the article selection.

Errr…no offense to anybody reading this who came over from the link, but GEEZ. No, McCain’s “the One” ad was not an attempt to convince evangelicals that Obama is the antichrist. No, the MSM is not conservative-leaning, even though many papers are owned by big media corporations. And, no, we could not possibly save ANYTHING LIKE as much gas by properly inflating our tires as we could pump out of domestic sources, so stop defending Obama for saying something idiotic.

Why do the social news aggregating sites always seem to go Left?

Somalis, eh?

Take it from a Brit. You have just imported an awful lot of trouble.

Just like we did.

>>Hey Jack, is Jack Straw your real name?

That’s a no. It’s the name of a song by the Grateful Dead. A touching little ditty about a guy who guns down his buddy and then buries him in a shallow grave.

Actually, it is my dog’s real name. I don’t trust the little bugger.

Stoaty, just so you know, youporn really is a pron site. Feel free to type it in with the dotcom and visit it. I’ve seen worse.

Take it from a Brit. You have just imported an awful lot of trouble.

Oh, don’t we know it. The whole Minneapolis airport taxi-drivers, (many of them Somali) refusing service to those carrying booze or dawgs, for starters.

Heh. I might’ve knowed it was taken, Brad. Oddly, though, YouPorn was the username. The URL he was flogging was something else.

Here’s a good one that just came in. Can’t really tell what the links went to:

mensa problems
treatment for prostate problems
leg circulation problem
msn network problem
age america from genocide hell problem
why inflation is not a growing problem in kenya
gear hard in problem shift transmission
caffeine and stomach problem
ak in kenai problem
problems with pc monitor

I guess they’re just trying to intercept traffic for people Googling about problems, but it’s a weirdly random list.

I’m so glad to see you, Jack Straw! I miss you!

Apropos to nothing, and turning our attention to the great Western Civilization:
Ms. Weasel or Uncle B., have you have ever had tea at the Ritz?
http://www.theritzlondon.com/tea/index.asp

Looks awesome. If only I drank tea.

mensa problems

It’s called the Democrat Party. Will dumb you down right!

Teeheehee!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aA3dHi_o7Yw

And now: a drunk squirrel:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ikH9ZRcF2Q

No, but I’ve had toast at the Ritz Carlton in Boston. My father was in town on a business trip and I met him there for a bit. I ordered toast because it was modest. I was expecting artisan bread or a French loaf or something, but it was just toasted white bread out of a toaster. For $5.

Hmm, just think, weasel, for another $3.50, you could have upgraded to the Welsh Rabbit….. 🙂

I have had tea at the Ritz, Muslihoon – several times, in fact. It’s awfully expensive but a lot of fun 🙂

Well, tea there is a little pricey.

37/person for just tea (with all the usual eatables)
48/person with champagne
48/person with birthday cake
58/person with champagne and birthday cake

I heard you were quite the tea aficionado, Uncle B. Not surprised you’ve been there.

It looks like so much fun.

Tell me, would a non-tea-drinker be able to have fun there too?

Hi there, Muslihoon. Yea, I had a burst of work/travel that kept interfering with my goofing off. I’m over it, for now.

You picked a bad time to turn to the web for entertainment. It’s been deader’n a doornail all Summer.

Except spambots. The spam comments give me hours of harmless fun. Hot off the presses, let me share:

I you all love!n

That’s the whole thing. His whole sales pitch. The ‘n’ is a nice touch, don’t you think?

Awwww…poor squirrel.

Believe it or not, Uncle B just saw this dude skitter across the kitchen floor and was able to trap it in a saucepan and release it outside:

It’s not a house mouse. We think it’s a harvest mouse, a peculiarly English mouse so tiny and adorable I could pop the little suckers in my mouth like candy. They have some on display at that nature place we go to visit the mustylids.

He’s a little dark for a harvest mouse, though. And his tail is kind of stumpy. Still, not easy to photograph something as little and quick as one of these guys, so it’s not the clearest pitcher.

Far as I’ve been able to tell, meeces, being the small things that they are seem to follow quantum theory – you usually only have a probability function to describe where they might be. Plus if you pinpoint their location there’s no telling what their velocity is.

Cute shot for a lil’ rodent.

Welcome back, yr Maj. Uncle B said he knew this thing wasn’t a house mouse even before he got a close look at it. House mice zig zag; this thing ran in straight lines.

Old timey cat-dodging maneuver is my guess.

Well, they cut the field next door, this morning (and then turned the sheep back in to finish it off). My guess is, this little critter has had two bad scares in one day: the first having his field torn away, the second being advanced on by a mad badger wielding a saucepan, a big sheet of cardboard and a worried look on his face.

And yes, that running things was strange. I’d never have caught a house mouse so easily as they zig-zag like crazy. Chummy here, however, ran (not very quickly) in a straight line. Just the kind of pray a badger likes best!

I had a shrew in Badger House last week and my first thought was that this was another – but no, I banged off a few shots with my backup camera (shame – it’s slower to focus than my main one) and when I looked closely at the results (the above is a tiny portion of the original) ’tis indeed some variety of mouse.

One of the local farmers I met at a party the other night told me there be weasels out here…

If only they knew that something even wickeder this way comes…

Oh, and Muslihoon – it wasn’t anything like that expensive when I last went there!

Someone is extracting the urine, if you ask me.

As for whether one who eschews tea would enjoy it, I can’t begin to say. I’m not even sure how someone who doesn’t drink tea survives an entire day. I know I couldn’t 😉

And yet they don’t drink it iced. Ijits.

I sure hope they put sugar in their tea.

For Weasel, who dreams of the day she won’t have to work for ‘the man’:

http://www.comics.com/comics/cowandboy/archive/cowandboy-20080803.html

Shelbyville? A veritable metropolis… Ya got nuthin’

Pearsonville, the hubcap capital of the world.

http://hubcapqueen.com/

You might ask, “Allen, HTF do you know about that place?” My answer, proximity.

“By the pricking of my thumbs, something Weasel-er this way comes.”

Thanks for the welcome back Weas. (cough cough) 🙂

A straight-line slow rodent? Uncle B, are you sure that there rodentia wasn’t diseased in some way? You guys have had your issues with rodents and diseases in the historical sense (amongst others in your geographical locale). It just doesn’t seem like normal rodent behavior.

And oh yes… pnb… a British couple I lived next to years ago gave me some tea one day and insisted that I put sugar/cream in it in order to save my digestive tract. Now I’m curious to see if Uncle B could shed light on that. Is the tea somehow genetically nastier on that side of the pond?

Tea at the Empress in Victoria. A good way to entertain your mum for her B’Day. And a happy mom gives good presents on YOUR birthday.

LK: It may be that tea there is stronger.

At home, and in the homes of many relatives and friends, non-American tea of often drunk (usually tea from England or English companies or from India or Indian companies). At our home, the tea of choice is PG Tips (two bags for Mom, one for Dad).

American tea is often considered to be weaker than English, Indian, or African tea. Don’t know if this is correct, though.

Oh, and our people love to complain how “Americans simply don’t know how to make a good cup of tea”.

Tea is a big thing in our community.

I think what Americans were going for with “Indian chai tea” (which is redundant because “chai” means “tea”) was maybe Kashmiri tea. It’s a wonder to see it made. They have Kashmiri tea bags, but they’re nothing close to tea that is “cooked” from scratch (tea leaves, spices, elaichi, cream, and goodness knows what else). When relatives have tried American tea varieties, they universally spit it out.

I wonder if South Asian tea flavors and methods are popular over in Old Blighty.

I still remember when I was young…tea being poured from a tea kettle into cups, with a strainer (chhannee) to catch the tea leaves. The teapot kept warm in a tea cozy. Good, old-fashioned tea. Don’t see this anymore.

Which is a bit of a pity I don’t and can’t drink tea. (It truly makes one stand out, I’ll tell you.)

Muslihoon,

Typical commercial American tea like Lipton and whatnot is a very poor grade of tea. I’ve stopped dealing with teabags entirely and only brew higher quality loose leaf stuff that I get at a nice tea store here in Las Vegas: Teavana. Currently I have 17 tins of various white, green, black, and herbal teas. Of course the pure herbal “teas” aren’t really teas at all. You might want to try some of those out since they don’t violate LDS proscriptions. One of my favorites is pure peppermint.

The tea Uncle B favors is Assam, which is by nature a VERY strong tea. So much so that I often make my tea by using his teabag when he’s done.

There’s no question loose tea makes a better cuppa. Don’t ask me why.

The ordinary tea you’d get in a cafe is no stronger than tea in the US, as far as I can tell. Milk is common, but by no means universal. Sugar is slightly less common. And you get the occasional lemon, but that’s life…

What puts the “cream” in “cream tea” is clotted cream, which is orgasmically delicous (makes me sing the Frosted Lucky Charms song in my head…oh, it’s so very early in the day).

Clotted cream is unpasteurized cream that is heated over very low heat for a few hours and then allowed to sit overnight. A buttery crust forms on the top and thick, spreadably gooey clots of cream cling to it underneath. Oh my dear god it is wonderful. You spread it on scones — essentially biscuits (the cakey Bisquick kind, not the traditional Southern layered kind) — and spread a layer of strawberry jam on top of that.

Okay, I got the clotted cream jones now…

Tea…. without which this badger cannot start his day.

I agree with Muslihoon and all the other ‘no truck with tea bags’ types, though I confess to using the damned things when in a hurry. But there is a huge difference between loose tea and tea bags and, just to delight Musilihoon, I do exactly what he says: use a tea pot, a tea strainer and a tea cosy to keep the pot warm (they work amazingly well).

As for the variety of tea, Assam, as her Maj says, but that’s a strange thing. I’ve tried all sorts of hoity-toity Assam teas but the one I like best is a pure Assam from a supermarket over here. It’s very small leaved and extremely powerful. No sugar (ugh!) and just wave the milk bottle a few inches away from the cup, if you please.

The maternal B shrieks when she sees how I take it.

And what of green tea? I’d never tried it till a genuine Chinese person showed me how and she insisted that you should reuse the same few leaves in your cup several times over. According to Chinese herbalists (she was one), the second and third infusions extract important chemicals from the leaves that the first misses.

The more I read about the health benefits of green tea, the more I’m convinced she was right. But Chinese tea is an impossibly complex area, apparently – down to the micro-level of which patch of ground it is grown on, much like fine wine.

Oh, and yes, if you want to see a weasel purr, give it a cream tea with real Cornish clotted cream. Instant liquid weasel!

“…spread a layer of strawberry jam on top of that.”

Ah, the Devonshire method. Personally, I prefer the London method (same as the Cornish method, sans butter).

Yes, we really do have different ways of preparing cream tea. Don’t get me started on how to pronounce ‘scone’ in the first place…

I’d rather get y’all started on the proper way to construct a chip butty.

Now that is God’s own food, Mrs Peel! 😉

I remember my AmStaff terrier licking the spout of an antique cast iron kettle that was sitting on the floor by the door of a bakery I was helping to renovate. He’d lick the spout, and then sit and cock his head and stare at the kettle…lick it again and so on.

This went on for a while. I finally slid the lid to one side and looked in: staring up at me with the biggest eyes I ever did see was the smallest little field mouse…>blink! blink!<

Now I have a song stuck in my head: “clotted cream jones…I got a clotted cream jones…I got a clotted cream jones oh bay-bee ooo-ooo-oooooooooooooooo…”

I drink freshly ground black coffee up till about mid day, then black/green tea (i.e. no milk, cream, and no sugar) the rest of the day. A pinch of China Rose Petal and a pinch of Gunpowder Green – both from Betty’s in York – brewed for a few minutes in a teapot (no need for a cosy since it’s not in there long enough), then poured over a teastrain.

I’ve got a Camellia sinensis growing quite nicely in the garden. When it grows to be more of a bush, I’m going to make my own tea. The Gunpowder is just normal, unprocessed tea, the China Rose is fermented black tea with rose petals in it. Shouldn’t be too difficult.

Clotted Cream, in the words of Alton Brown: “It’s not the best thing in the world for you. It’s just the best thing in the world.”

Someone please tell me what a chip butty is…and where I can find one in SoCal. (Hey, Weasel! I can access your site from work again!)

I’d never tried it till a genuine Chinese person showed me how and she insisted that you should reuse the same few leaves in your cup several times over.

I wonder if that bit of advice is only for ‘leaves’ or if it would be good for the tea bags (of which I have a box) too.
I don’t know of any store around here that sells just tea leaves.

“Someone please tell me what a chip butty is…and where I can find one in SoCal.”

It’s freshly-cooked hot chips (fat ‘fries’, not crisps) in two slices of bread (should be bloomer, and cut thickly). Tomato sauce or brown sauce is optional, but those eating one after a night on the town may prefer a fried egg, to truly get that ‘my heart is going to jump out of my chest and lie congealing in this pool of chip fat’ feeling.

As to where you could get one in SoCal, I’d think you’d have to cook your own.

Mmmmmm…that’s good eatin’. Sounds like I can get all the makings from local stores. Thanks for the info!

You forgot the butter, Julia. That’s what I assume “butty” comes from. My favorite (to watch other people eat) is a bacon butty.

Who the hell looks at bacon and thinks, “that could use some butter”? English people, that’s who.

I see “butty” and give you “bitty”:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8orUaCJ0GY

Oh, yeah! Got to have butter – the real stuff, not ‘spread’ – yuck!

Everything is improved with a little bit of butter. I learned that watching ‘Last Tango in Paris’…. 🙂

Ohhhhh, Juuuuuuulia.

You gave me a LTiP flashback for breakfast.

And it WASN’T NICE.

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