Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Dave Barry Reviews Highlights of 2008

Here's a few:


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JANUARY . . .

which begins, as it does every four years, with presidential contenders swarming into Iowa and expressing sincerely feigned interest in corn. The Iowa caucuses produce two surprises:

# On the Republican side, the winner is Mike Huckabee, folksy former governor of Arkansas, or possibly Oklahoma, who vows to remain in the race until he gets a commentator gig with Fox. His win deals a severe blow to Mitt Romney and his bid to become the first president of the android persuasion. Not competing in Iowa are Rudy Giuliani, whose strategy is to stay out of the race until he is mathematically eliminated, and John McCain, who entered the caucus date incorrectly into his 1996 Palm Pilot.

# On the Democratic side, the surprise winner is Barack Obama, who is running for president on a long and impressive record of running for president. A mesmerizing speaker, Obama electrifies voters with his exciting new ideas for change, although people have trouble remembering exactly what these ideas are because they are so darned mesmerized. Some people become so excited that they actually pass out. These are members of the press corps.

Obama's victory comes at the expense of former front-runner Hillary Clinton, who fails to ignite voter passion despite a rip-snorter of a stump speech in which she recites, without notes, all 17 points of her plan to streamline tuition-loan applications.

The instant the caucuses are over, the contenders drop Iowa like a rancid frankfurter and jet to other states to express concern about whatever people there care about.
...

Finally, in what some economists see as a troubling sign, Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac invest $12.7 billion in Powerball tickets.

...February:
....Abroad, Fidel Castro steps down after 49 years as president of Cuba, explaining that he wants to spend more time decomposing....

...March...

...In politics, Barack Obama addresses the issue of why, in his 20 years of membership in Trinity United Church of Christ in Chicago, he failed to notice that the pastor, Jeremiah Wright, is a racist lunatic. In a major televised address widely hailed for its brilliance, Obama explains that . . . Okay, nobody really remembers what the actual explanation was. But everybody agrees it was mesmerizing.

Obama's opponent, Hillary Clinton, gets into a controversy of her own when she claims that, as first lady, she landed in Bosnia "under sniper fire." News outlets quickly locate archive video showing that she was in fact greeted with a welcoming ceremony featuring an 8-year-old girl reading a poem. Clinton's campaign releases a statement pointing out that it was "a pretty long poem."

On the Republican side, John McCain wraps up the nomination and embarks on a series of strategic naps.....

May
...Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac invest $17 billion in an Herbalife franchise.

In presidential politics, the increasingly bitter fight for the Democratic nomination intensifies when Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton hold a televised debate, moderated by PBS anchor Jim Lehrer, which consists entirely of spitting.

On the Republican side, John McCain, preparing for the fall campaign, purchases a new necktie.....


And so it goes. Hilarious.

Beef with Spinach

This only serves two. However, you could add more seasonings and vegetables to stretch the meat.

1/2 pound thinly sliced beef (slice it when still slightly frozen for best results)

Marinade in:
2 T. sherry
1/2 t. salt
pepper to taste
egg white
1 Tablespoon minced onion or leek
1/2 t. ginger root, diced.
1 teaspoon chili powder
1 teaspoon garlic
1 tablespoon cornstarch.

Cut beef in bite sized pieces. Marinate for at least 30 minutes (you could freeze in the marinade and complete this meal another day).
Saute in hot oil on medium high heat for 3 or 4 minutes, then add:
1 T. soy sauce
1 t. vinegar
1 t.sugar

stir well. Remove meat to serving platter. Add more oil if necessary, then saute 10 ounces fresh spinach, torn into bite sized pieces, until tender, perhaps 1 or 2 minutes. Salt to taste, adding 1/4 of sugar to spinach if desired.

Serve over rice with a red or yellow fruit or vegetable on the side.

Heroes

Two young Marines remained at their post, defending their comrades and Iraqi police officers in the face of an attack by a truck driving suicide bomber. They died, saving the lives of 50 others:

Maj. Gen. John Kelly, the top Marine in Iraq, wanted to know how the attack happened. Like many veteran Marines, he is haunted by the memory of the 1983 bombing of the barracks in Beirut, when a blast from an explosives-laden truck killed 241 U.S. service personnel, including 220 Marines.

Not given to dark thoughts or insecurities, Kelly, who commanded Marines in the fight for Baghdad and Tikrit in 2003 and Fallouja in 2004, admits that the specter of another Beirut gives him nightmares as he commands the 22,000 Marines in Iraq.

He went to Ramadi to interview Iraqi witnesses -- a task generals usually delegate to subordinates.

Some Iraqis told him they were incredulous that the two Marines had not fled.

When Marine technicians restored a damaged security camera, the images were undeniable.

While Iraqi police fled, Haerter and Yale had never flinched and never stopped firing as the Mercedes truck -- the same model used in the Beirut bombing -- sped directly toward them.

Without their steadfastness, the truck would probably have penetrated the compound before it exploded, and 50 or more Marines and Iraqis would have been killed. The incident happened in just six seconds.

"No time to talk it over; no time to call the lieutenant; no time to think about their own lives or even the American and Iraqi lives they were protecting," Kelly said. "More than enough time, however, to do their duty. They never hesitated or tried to escape."

Kelly nominated the two for the Navy Cross, the second-highest award for combat bravery for Marines and sailors. Even by the standards expected of Marine "grunts," their bravery was exceptional, Kelly said.

The Haerter and Yale families will receive the medals early next year.


Read the rest

Round-up on Hamas and Israel

Hamas as Political Failure, Emphasis added:

....Tom Segev writes in Ha'aretz that while the latest assault on Hamas military and political infrastructure is morally justified, it represents a strategic blunder. A major fallacy ensues from this one-sided premise, which is that Israel is the sole stimulus for Hamas response, and therefore it alone bears the responsibility for the undeniable misery in Gaza. Those quick to point out how Olmert's miscalculations have hurt the people he governs will typically suggest that military incursions "radicalize" Arab sentiment, leading to more suicide bombers and more dead Israelis.

Assuming this is true, why is it that the corollary is never asked: namely, how does Hamas radicalize Israeli sentiment? A much remarked-upon fact of the last 72 hours is that Israel's ultra-left-wing party Meretz has endorsed Operation Cast Lead, a development that should concern partisans of both sides. If there is merit to the "root causes" argument, then surely it applies to the decisions undertaken by a Jewish policy as much as it does to those undertaken by a Muslim one. Or does a belligerent Israeli consensus form in a vacuum? Honest sympathizers of the Palestinian cause should inquire as to what culpability Ismail Haniyeh and Khalid Mashaal bear for the all-but-certain election of Benjamin Netanyahu, who is sure to continue - to coin another witless cliché of this ageless debate - the "cycle of violence." If, as Hannah Arendt once phrased it, Theodore Herzl and Bernard Lazare were "turned into Jews by anti-Semitism," why would their empowered disciples be any less susceptible to external threats?

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On PBS' Newshour:
MARGARET WARNER: And for that, we go to Israel's ambassador to the United States, Sallai Meridor.

Mr. Ambassador, welcome.

What do you have to say to what the Palestinian observer just called this, which was criminal, inhumane, and immoral, were his words?

SALLAI MERIDOR, ambassador to the United States, Israel: Well, I would just talk about the facts, not about propaganda, and the facts are that Hamas built a terror base in Gaza openly, broke a cease-fire that we had indirectly through Egypt, announced it. This is not something you have to be a rocket scientist to find. This was an open statement and opened a barrage of rockets and mortars on Israeli civilians.

And the situation is that more than 500,000 Israelis are under -- not daily -- hourly rocket fire and mortar fire. And Israel has to protect them.

And I would ask any decent human being to put himself in the position of those Israelis who with kids are wetting their beds and ask themselves, what would I do? What would I expect my government to do?

MARGARET WARNER: But you heard what that -- the gentleman just said about this was disproportionate response, that is that Israel has launched a massive, massive military strike. Is that necessary?


Yes, says the Ambassador, it is. If Ambassadors said Duh, I am sure he would have.
MARGARET WARNER: What I'm driving at here is, what is the way out now? How does this and when does this end?

SALLAI MERIDOR: Well, the way out could be very easy. If Hamas decided to stop firing and to stop building this terror base backed by Iran next to Israel's border, there would not be any need for Israel to take any military action.

If I may remind you, we left Gaza. I heard the term "Israeli occupation" and the like. There is no Israeli occupation, definitely not in Gaza. Israel left Gaza in 2005, as I hope many people still remember, left nobody in Gaza.

And the Palestinians, instead of making Gaza into a beginning of a state, made it a terror base, attacking Israeli civilians every day.


Margaret Warner complains about the civilian deaths:

SALLAI MERIDOR: Well, we are very sad for every civilian casualty. We are making every effort to avoid that.

Unfortunately, Hamas is purposely operating from, firing from areas with civilians. We are making every effort possible to minimize the damage to civilians. We are only targeting Hamas terrorist facilities, warehouses, installations, headquarters, training places. And if they do it from places that are nearby civilians, we are making every effort to minimize the damage to civilians.

But this is the asymmetry here. We are attacking some thousands or maybe 20,000 terrorists in Gaza. They are attacking discriminately 500,000 Israeli civilians. Israeli civilians are under attack; only Israeli civilians are under attack.

We are trying to attack -- or, sorry, to respond and to damage the activity of terrorists, trying to minimize the collateral damage to civilians.

MARGARET WARNER: But are you saying then that you don't think -- you think Israel has done all it can? You don't think you have responsibility for these civilian deaths?

SALLAI MERIDOR: We think the sole responsibility for the civilians' death are with Hamas. They are controlling Gaza. They are operating from where civilians are living. They are continuing to fire rockets.

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Canada Free Press (bonnet tip Hyscience):
Since Hamas' refusal to renew the 6 month Egyptian negotiated truce 3 weeks ago, Israel has been pounded with over 400 rocket and mortar attacks from the Gaza strip. Where were the outcries from the socialist media mouthpieces then? Only when Israel was forced to counterattack in their own defense did the media think it worth reporting on.

But what did they choose to report? Just every last line of propaganda coming out of the Arab world and accusing Israel of aggression and the killing of hundreds of innocent civilians - just as they reported during the Israeli war with Hezbollah.

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Boston Globe:
This year alone, Hamas, which expressly calls for the obliteration of Israel, has launched approximately 3,000 rockets and mortar bombs into Israeli civilian centers, always for the purpose of killing and maiming Israelis if possible, and terrifying those who are not actually hit. In the last week or so, Hamas has fired some 200 rockets and bombs into Israeli communities.

Under these circumstances - circumstances which would have continued without end had the Israelis failed to act - it seems clear that the Israeli military response was not merely a necessary one. It was, regrettably, the only one left.

Israeli author Amos Oz, whose call for peace with the Palestinians is shared by a majority of Israelis, succinctly described the brutalization of Israeli civilians in terms that cannot fairly be disputed. In a recent piece entitled "Israel Must Defend Its Citizens," the longtime advocate for reconciliation between Palestinians and Israelis wrote: "The systematic bombing of the citizens in Israel's towns and cities is a war crime and a crime against humanity."

Oz is correct. But it isn't only Israelis whose fundamental human rights Hamas is violating. It is those of the Palestinian population about whose welfare Hamas professes to care.

In direct contravention of international law, Hamas uses Palestinian civilians as human shields, utilizing homes, schools and community centers as launching pads, content in the knowledge that if innocent Palestinian civilians are caught in the cross-fire, it will be Israel that is criticized.

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Hyscience also had this link to Caroline Glick's article on Hamas:
Both Iran and its Hamas proxy in Gaza have been busy this Christmas week showing Christendom just what they think of it. But no one seems to have noticed.

On Tuesday, Hamas legislators marked the Christmas season by passing a Shari'a criminal code for the Palestinian Authority. Among other things, it legalizes crucifixion.

Hamas's endorsement of nailing enemies of Islam to crosses came at the same time it renewed its jihad

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Gateway Pundit has a blogger conference call with Mr. Jeremy Issacharoff, Deputy Chief of Mission for the Embassy of Israel and
Brigadier General in Reserve Relik Shafir of the Israeli Air Force
It was April 15, 2001 -- When the rockets started.

Since then there has been over 3,000 rockets shot into Israel from Gaza.
We've tried to avoid open conflict. The rate of rocket fire began to increase over the past few days since the end of the so-called ceasefire. The ceasefire allowed Hamas to stock up on weapons and to add long range missiles to their arsenal. Israel exhausted diplomatic options before the military options. Hamas is very aware that Abu Massen is gaining more assistance from the West and Arab nations. That may a reason that Hamas increased attacks on Israel.

The goal is to cripple the terrorist infrastructure of Hamas.

--Primary purpose. Israel is using all of its resources for this objective. We don't wish to see a return to the status quo. We want to deter Hamas from using military operations for political gain. Hamas is being targeted. Only Hamas. On the other hand, Hamas's only target are Israeli civilians.

[...]
Question: Jim Hoft- The Bush Administration has been supportive of Israel. Are there any concerns about the support of the incoming Obama Administration?

Obama went to Sderot, Israel and said,

"If someone was sending rockets into
my house where my two daughters sleep at night, I'm going to do everything
in my power to stop that."

We see a large level of understanding with the Obama team. We have to keep a focus. The contacts before the election with the Obama Team were good.

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Ragamuffin Studies
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n the past few days, the government of Israel has (finally!) run out of patience with the situation, and has begun a response with air strikes against Hamas. The Israel Defense Forces (IDF) began by calling civilian cell phones in Gaza, warning them to leave buildings and areas inside Gaza in which the Hamas military stores arms, and from which plans are made and rockets are launched. They did this prior to beginning the air strikes against these military targets, thereby giving up the element of surprise. Currently, the air strikes continue, and the IDF has declared much of the border with Gaza a military zone, and has been moving in ground forces. A spokesman for Prime Minister Ehud Olmert has said that as far as the PM is concerned, this is all-out war.

Yesterday, as I was going through my e-mail, I saw this headline from the New York Times:

Israeli Troops Mass Along Border: Arab Anger Rises

My immediate reaction was to ask: Arab anger? What about Israeli anger? How long should a sovereign state tolerate attacks across its border with another state? One such incursion is an act of war that should not be tolerated by any government. One of the primary duties of government is to protect citizens against external aggression. Hamas initiated the war against Israel with the first rocket fired across her border. That the Israeli government has not responded until now could be seen by the citizenry as a dereliction of its duties, and indeed, that is one reason why the Olmert government has fallen and new elections have been called.

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National Post:
When Israel withdrew from Gaza in 2005, the Jewish state gave the local Palestinians political autonomy for the first time since the pre-Roman era. The hope was that the Palestinians would use their newfound freedom to build a free and prosperous state -- one that would live in peace, if not friendship, with its Jewish neighbour.

That didn't happen. Hamas took over Gaza and renounced all previous Palestinian-Israeli agreements, reiterating its rejection of the Jewish state's right to exist. Rather than build up local infrastructure and a consumer economy, Hamas forged ties with Iran and dug weapons-smuggling tunnels into Egypt. A variety of groups -- including Hamas itself -- began raining missiles on Israel. Predictably, Israel did what it could to stanch this flow of weaponry, even as it ensured that a baseline of humanitarian supplies made it into Gaza.

Effectively, Hamas turned Gaza into one giant launching pad for jihad, the welfare of the local Palestinian population be damned. It is thus ridiculous -- comical, almost -- to hear Hamas officials play the pity card in the wake of Israel's ongoing military operation in Gaza. It is Hamas, not Israel, which seeks to "martyr" Palestinians in furtherance of a religious war.


a previous post here with some history on Gaza
Two years ago I quoted two other bloggers who basically said Israel had only two choices before her- fight back and win, or accept another diaspora.

It's not always up to you whether or not you live in peace with your neighbors:


Selfishness, greed, lust for power- these are very real parts of human nature and they motivate some people more than others, and no amount of wishing otherwise will change it. Even the most cursory study of history will indicate that mankind will do evil things to other men for reasons that have little to do with lack of material comforts and everything to do with one's individual value system. And when you add to that kink in human nature a strongly held value system that says that if you die
in the process of murdering others, you go straight to heaven where you will be fed luscious food and be attended by 70 virgins, then all the material freedoms and democratic freedom in the world isn't going to protect innocent people from dying at the hands of evil people.

Diplomacy and appeasement won't work very well in certain situations, either. When reading certain leftist longings I am reminded sometimes of the attitude in England prior to WWII, the one that was so conciliatory it sat by, wringing its hands as
Hitler trod all over barefoot Ethopians in his jackboots, walked into Hungary, and served himself heaping portions of other countries.

I wish that it were true that diplomacy would work. I wish that it were true that all people are interested in the same things, and those things were simply the necessities of life. I wish it were true that if 'they' held a war and 'nobody' came that nobody really would come. In truth, people would come, and they would not be nice people. Diplomacy does not always work, and those who think it does are basing that on the assumption that all sides, in the end, share some basic assumptions about human life, decency, and the importance of avoiding a war.
War leads to war is another one of those little slogans that doesn't stand up under much scrutiny. The problem is that war is not the _only_ thing that leads to war.
Sometimes appearing weak, being overly concilatory, _also_ lead to war- but wars directed at civilians, with far higher casualties among the weakest, most innocent.

The Instinct to Create....

This review of Denis Dutton, in his exhilarating new book The Art Instinct: Beauty, Pleasure and Human Evolution (Bloomsbury Press) is interesting:

Dutton's interest in cultural evolution began in the 1960s when he was a Peace Corps volunteer in India. As a student he had absorbed (and partially accepted) the academic belief that cultures are so sealed off from each other that cross-cultural understanding is all but impossible; art is "socially constructed," the product of a certain time and place, nothing else. That suggests to many scholars that attempting to see connections between cultures amounts to a form of colonialism.

But in rural India, Dutton changed his mind. He discovered that the hopes, fears and vices of the Indians were altogether intelligible to a twentysomething graduate of the University of California Santa Barbara. And much of the cultural life of India was equally graspable. In Hyderabad he learned the sitar from a student of Ravi Shankar and found Indian music no more remote from Western music than 17th-century Italian madrigals are from the harmonies of Duke Ellington: "The lure of rhythmic drive, harmonic anticipation, lucid structure and divinely sweet melody cuts across cultures with ease."

How could this be? Were these cultures somehow connected at their roots?

In 1993 two Russian artists, Vitaly Komar and Alexander Melamid, organized a statistically impeccable survey of taste in 10 countries. They concluded that people from Iceland to China hold similar opinions about art: All express affection for landscapes, particularly landscapes dominated by blue, with water somehow involved. Melamid suggested that this implies that a blue landscape is genetically imprinted on humanity. It may be a paradise we all carry within us, he speculated. Perhaps "we came from the blue landscape and we want it."

Maybe Heaven is blue.
More here, including:
In all cultures (including the few remaining clusters of hunter-gatherers) narrative is an essential element.

And:

There's no obvious reason for it to exist, since the ability to perceive pitched sound provides in itself no contribution to survival.

Yet every human culture has its music. And the morning stars sang for joy in the beginning of time.

Frugal Winter Breakfast

Oatmeal Breakfast Recipes

I've posted this recipe just about every winter since we've been blogging, and then I've added an update to share the different ways we've tweaked it. I've not made it yet this year, but I thought I might start off 2009 with a batch of it:
Breakfast (you must begin this the evening before) : Warm cereal and toppings
Slow-cooker Cereal
1 c. oat groats
1 c. millet
1/4 c. unflavored tvp (tvp is available at your health food store and is sold as texturized protein granules. You can make this without the tvp, but you will probably be hungry again sooner. TVP is a protein, and most of my family do better with protein in our breakfast)
2+ tsp. cinnamon (more or less)
1/2 tsp. nutmeg
In the evening, stir together dry ingredients in 4 qt slow cooker.
add:
8 cups cold water
3+ tsp. vanilla ( more or less- we also like orange extract and cinnamon)

Gently stir and finish stirring by leveling out the dry ingredients on
the bottom.

Set slow-cooker to just under 3, or low on a crockpot.

In the morning, stir and serve.

Possible toppings:
raisins, diced apple or applesauce, other fruit, brown sugar or honey, milk, yogurt, chopped nuts, etc, singly or in combination.

Can substitute brown rice and/or barley and/or wheat for oat groats and/or millet. The texture is a bit chewier, but it's still good. Can use any combination of the 5 grains as long as you use the same general dry-to-liquid proportions of 2 1/4 c. dry to 8 c. water.


Variations:

Protein:
The original recipe calls for 1/4 cup of tvp for extra protein. This helps one not to feel famished just an hour or two after eating. I have also made one batch with about 1/3 cup of powder from a protein shake mix. It turned out well, but I think I could have used as much as a cup.

Some time back our co-op ran a special on macadamia nut butter if the buyer purchased 12 jars. The price was really excellent (cheaper than peanut butter) so I did, but it turns out that macadamia nut butter is runny and nobody here really likes the texture much. I thought of that while mixing up the ingredients in my crockpot last night, so I added half of a small jar to the crockpot. Nobody could taste the macadmia butter except the FYG (who doesn't like nut-butters), and everybody liked the results (except the FYG, so she ate hers with honey). We really liked this one, although it wouldn't be at all frugal if you went out and bought macadamia nut butter just for this recipe.

I'd like to add some ground flax seed to it sometime, too, and see how we like that.

Grains:
When out of oat groats, in keeping with my preference to use 'what's in my hand,' I've rummaged through the pantry and used buckwheat, millet, and barley in varying proportions. Buckwheat and millet had a smoother texture. I prefer something chewier, so I liked it best when I used half barley and half buckwheat. We happened to have a lot of buckwheat on hand, because it turns out that I'm the only one who really enjoys my recipe for buckwheat-sesame bread. It's too crunchy for the rest.

Sweeteners
We've liked it topped with maple syrup, a spoonful of citrus honey, OR a spoonful of jam. Equuschick liked hers with salt, butter, and maple syrup together.
We've liked it when I choppped up dried apricots and added them to the grains before cooking. Some family members are sure it would be delicious with raisins, but we're out of raisins and I don't like them, which means we have no urgent need to replace them. What we did NOT like was a package of dried, chopped, candied fruit intended for fruit cake. It was nasty (and I like fruitcake). The candied fruit was mush, and all the good flavor apparently evaporated with the steam.

Seasonings
We've used cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla, cloves, allspice, and mace. I think the cloves add a very pleasant extra touch.

Fats
I believe that we need fats in our diet, healthy fats, and children need them in particular. Developing brains NEED fats, and giving children a low-fat diet is akin to giving them stones for bread in my opinion (it should go without saying that I am talking about the good fats in butter, olive oil, coconut oil, eggs, sour cream, cheeses, and meats, not trans-fats in unhealthy foods like Krispy Cremes). Fats also help stave off that hungry feeling that comes from stoking up with carbs. I have added up to half a cup of coconut oil to the crockpot at the start of cooking, and the cereal was tasty, not at all greasy or oily.
The Equuschick, as we mentioned, likes to add butter to hers. The nutbutters also have fats, and the fat in macadamia nut butter is supposed to be particularly healthy.

I think it would also be good with cream poured over it while still hot. Yoghurt might also be tasty.

I even added some strawberry acidophilus to the mixture one evening, and nobody noticed. I'm not sure that was as useful as one would wish, though, since the cooking temperature probably is too high to allow the cultures to survive.

The first few times I made it we didn't have any leftover to speak of. Most people like seconds here, and, Equuschick and Pip have each chosen to have the last small serving for an afternoon snack when there has been some leftover. My young people tend to be bigger eaters than most- I guess they have the HM's high metabolism. So while it serves nine of us generously, it might serve a dozen or more if your family includes the sort of children who are happy with half a sandwich for lunch. We didn't know what it was to have children like that until our sixth came along.
However, after making it a few times the novelty wore off, and we had leftovers.

A couple years ago when we had houseguests (or rather, one of the times we had winter houseguests) I added coconut oil, chopped walnuts, and diced apples along with a generous splash of our homemade vanilla, cinnamon, freshly ground cloves, ginger and a touch of molasses. For grains we used about half oat groats and half buckwheat.

Pipsqueak made granola, and for the benefit of our houseguests I set the granola on the counter near the crockpot, along with the canister of brown sugar and the butter for those who like their hot cereal with butter. Then I put out a stack of bowls and spoons and told our guests that there was vanilla yogurt and whole milk in the fridge.

This way, breakfast was available to any early birds while allowing those of us kept up by snoring spouses with stuffy noses some of us to sleep in without guilt.

Here's our granola recipe:
Skillet Granola- this recipe is quicker to make than most granola recipes (you can mix it up, cook it and eat it in less than half an hour), but it doesn't store for as long because it's moister than the oven dried granola. This does not matter to us because we eat it before it could possibly have time to mold.

1/3 cup each oil and a sweetener (honey, sucanat, molasses, etc) You can use stevia for the sweetener, but I do not know how much you would use.

4 cups oats

1 cup dried fruit (raisins, diced apricots, etc)

Seasoning of choice (cinnamon, vanilla, orange extract, nutmeg, cloves, etc) One of our favorites is cinnamon and orange extract with a little bit of orange peel.* Yummmy!

Stir oil and sweetener together in a large skillet. Heat until warm, Add herbs and seasonings now and stir in well. Add oats, mix until well coated. Heat over low to medium heat, stirring until lightly brown.

Remove from heat.

Add optional ingredients: coconut, nuts, seeds, wheat germ, etc.

You can store this in a sealed container for at least two weeks. We usually make a huge batch in a roasting pan and that's how long it lasts us. It might last longer, but we always eat it sooner than that. We like it with milk or yogurt.

Here's another favorite oatmeal standby- I first discovered it about 20 years ago in the big family newsletter Bill and Mary Pride's family published, HELP for Growing Families. The original recipe used butter or margarine, and was sweetened with brown sugar, lots of brown sugar, and it tasted something like an oatmeal cookie with milk. We've tweaked it in various fashions, and this is one of our favorites which, since I first published it, I have seen unattributed about the internet;-):
-------Gingerbread Oatmeal Casserole

4 eggs
2 cups milk
1 cup melted coconut oil
1/2 cup molasses
4 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon each cinnamon, allspice, and ginger
6 cups oatmeal (not instant)

Combine above ingredients, mixing well. Pour into greased 13X9 inch pan.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.

12-15 servings

You can serve it plain, or in a bowl with cold milk. Some like it hot.
Some like it cold. Some like more molasses for a flavor that it is bold!

This recipe has endless variations. It's incredibly adaptable.
Here are some of the variations we have used and enjoyed:
Use one can of frozen juice concentrate instead of molasses (we like apple juice)
Substitute 1 cup melted butter for the fat (any oil can be used here)
Use maple syrup instead of molasses You can use brown sugar for sweetener, up to 1 1/2 cups. This makes it taste like oatmeal cookies!
Vary the spices to suit your family's preferences- you can add vanilla or orange extract. We like a version where the only spices we use are orange extract and cinnamon.
Sweeten with applesauce or mashed apricots.
Add dried fruit

This is one of the first breakfast meals my children learn to make, because it is so easy (and so forgiving!). It's easy to mix it the night before and bake it in the morning. It is also popular with overnight guests, even guests who think they do not like oatmeal. In fact, I recently attended a woman's retreat at an area camp where the other guests kept talking about the special oatmeal dish this place was famed for, and how they hoped that was what was served- and when it was I surprised to see it was just my old friend the oatmeal casserole!

Here's a post with more information about oats and sources for groats and millet.

New Year's Day

Scroll down for the recipe for Hoppin' John

According to Infoplease:

It is believed that the Babylonians were the first to make New Year's resolutions, and people all over the world have been breaking them ever since. The early Christians believed the first day of the new year should be spent reflecting on past mistakes and resolving to improve oneself in the new year.


Back in 2005/6, , Cindy at Dominion Family had one of the best New Year's Resolution posts I've seen. I especially liked this resolution:
Every new resolution I make this year, and I have a few in mind, will come under the heading, “Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you.”


New Year's Eve:
It's a Wednesday, so we'll be at midweek Bible study. Afterwards, we're coming back home and having a few friends over- how many, we don't quite know. It could be 6, it could be 7, it could be 13 or more. We plan to play board games and card games, perhaps sing a few hymns, and snack on cheese balls (home-made), crackers (store bought), fudge, popcorn, tortilla/lunch meat wraps, and various other comestibles.
We will not be watching the ball drop at Time's Square. In fact, I do not believe I have ever watched the ball drop in Time's Square.
Shortly before midnight we will hand out pots and pans and spoons and at midnight the children will all rush outside to bang them very loudly, and we will lock the doors. Okay, no, we won't. We'll bang the pots and pans just as loudly as they do, although nobody will hear us, as there are only four other houses on our street, and they are on the other side of the woods from us.



New Year's Dinner is at Granny Tea's. The menu will include, as it always does:

Ham
Sauerkraut
Mashed potatoes
Salad
Black Eyed Peas- usually in Hoppin' John, or 'Hopping John' for yankees.
Granny Tea's homemade rolls.
Cornbread, because you must have cornbread with your beans (and also fish. I think it's a law).

It's not a New Year's Dinner without these items. The Black eyed peas are for my southern Dad and me. The sauerkraut is to pay honor to my mother's German heritage.

Digression down memory lane: I never liked sauerkraut until about five years ago, when I learned that if you buy the good stuff in a jar instead of the cheap stuff in a can, and heat it up it's not too bad. But it's tradition. My husband and I never lived in the same state as my parents (and sometimes not the same continent) during his entire Air Force career. And every year at New Year's, my mother would call and ask if we had sauerkraut on the table. For about three years I answered that question with a legal fiction. Yes. We had it on the table. There was an unopened can that I set out on the table, and at the end of the meal put back in the back of the pantry until the next New Year's Day, when I dusted it off and put it on the table again so I could truthfully answer my mother in the affirmative, there was indeed sauerkraut on the table.


Back to today. Or rather, tomorrow, the first day of 2009: The best cloth will be laid, the china put out, and a shiny new penny must be placed by everybody's plate. A friend of mine was shocked by this- she thought it was a pagan superstition. It's possible that it started this way, but in our family it's a joke. You'll never be broke because you'll have that shiny new penny. You can't do anything with it, but you aren't actually broke so long as you have that penny. This is what my mother did when she was little, and as far as I know, her parents did it when they were little, too.

In the past certain people went to great effort to get new pennies (with the new year on them). This person simply soaks any old pennies she can find in vinegar until they shine up nicely.

Here's one recipe for Hoppin John:
* 4 slices of bacon, snipped into pieces with a good pair of kitchen shears
* 1 cup diced onions,
* 3/4 cup chopped celery (save the leaves, and snip them up, too)
* 2 cloves garlic, crushed
* 3 cups cooked black-eyed peas (if you get frozen, start them early- frozen black-eyed peas aren't really a convenience food)
* 2-3 cups cooked rice (it's nicer if you cooked it in broth for added flavor, or you can add the black eyed peas and fried vegetables to raw rice and cook them all together)


Fry the bacon pieces in a heavy skillet, stirring frequently. Remove the crisp bacon bits and drain them. Keep just enough of the drippings to fry the onions, until just softened. Add beans, rice, and salt and pepper to taste. Heat all together, remove to serving bowl, then stir in bacon pieces and celery leaf (snipped small). Serve with Tabasco sauce on the side.
REally, you can't go wrong with beans, rice, onion and bacon.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Spiced Boiled Tongue

We have only made tongue once, just because we were curious about all those reference to potted tongue at picnics or teas in older British fiction.

If you are squeamish, I suggest you stop reading now.
After seeing the tongue, and watching it be rendered into something edible, I was the only who could actually eat it. I liked the taste, and it was very tender, but I don't think I want to make it myself.

This recipe comes from my grandfather's cousin

3pounds fresh beef tongue
3 bay leaves, 3 cloves, 3 small red peppers, teaspoon sugar, 2 tablespoons salt; 3 peppercorns; 2 thin slices of lemon; 1/2 cup of vinegar.

Scrub the tongue thoroughly. Place in saucepan and add above ingredients and just enough water to cover. Simmer until tender (3-5 hours).
Remove, peel, and slice the tender inside for serving. Good hot or cold.

Recent Comments are Dead, Long Live Recent Comments...

A friend of mine emailed me to tell me the Recent Comments function seemed to be stuck sometime last year, and it seems ours is not the only blog this is happening to. Blogger has been investigating this for the last two weeks.
I took the Recent Comments widget off since it wasn't working, and today I added back a klunky, inefficient, temporary (one hopes) alternative. It won't be updated regularly, perhaps once a day, and it won't be dated or include as much info as the widget I had, but it's better than nothing.

Scroll down, look to the left sidebar and the posts that somebody has commented on today are hyperlinked.

Update on the Thought Police story at IUPUI

I blogged before about the story of the outrageous abuse of power and attempt to play thought Police by the affirmative action office at IUPUI in Indianapolis.

Keith John Sampson, a student-janitor at IUPUI, was reading a book on his break. The book eulogizes an incident in the 20s when Notre Dame students defeated the Klan in a fight.
One of his co-workers saw the pictures on the book and told him she didn't like the Klan. Sampson told her he didn't like the Klan, either, and expressed some surprise at how powerful they had been at one time in Indiana, and the discussion ended. He did not realize she was offended by the book. She later filed an official complaint about him reading a book about the Klan, although she had not voiced her objections to him, and Marguerite Watkins of IUPI's then Affirmative Action office, after pointedly yawning through a meeting with Sampson, refusing to even look at the book, and avoiding eye contact, upheld a charge of racial harrassment against him (something that would be on his permanent record), for the crime of :

"openly reading the book related to a historically and racially abhorrent subject."


FIRE has a video of the story
up on their website, and it's worth your time. Some new information: The employee who complained is functionally illiterate. She couldn't read the subtitle, and didn't seem to understand Sampson's explanation of it. Marguerite Watkins, who is presumably not illiterate, simply didn't care. Consequently, the university has promoted her. FIRE also interviews the author of that book Sampson was guilty of 'openly reading,' and he was so shocked at Marguerite Watkin's and IUPUI's very unacademic, closeminded actions that initially he couldn't believe Sampson was telling him the truth.

The book is actually available in the University library, a bizarre fact which FIRE's Jackson Legal Fellow Azhar Majeed can hardly keep a straight face over.

No faculty member or administrative representative with any sort of power (or guts)spoke out against this egregious abuse of power and display of a book-burning mentality. The University administration attempted to sweep it under the rug, leaving a charge of racial harrassment on the permanent record of Keith John Sampson, which FIRE was finally able to get removed after the blogosphere started following the story. In fact
the school's Director of Media Relations Richard Schneider claimed to The Wall Street Journal that Sampson was actually punished for some other behavior, although he refused to reveal any details of the alleged conduct.
and while the Chancellor of IUPUI, Charles R. Bantz, did apologize to Sampson and finally wrote to apologize to him, he has never responded to FIRE's or Sampson's request that Schneider explain or retract his claim that Sampson was disciplined for some other reason not related to the crime of openly reading a book (which celebrated the defeat of the Klan in that Indiana battle of 1924).

Another Setback for CPS

Federal Appeals Court Finds CPS Tactic Unconstitutional

Sacramento, CA - As families gather for the holidays, a recent ruling from the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals offers hope to hundreds of thousands of parents haunted by the nightmare of unproven child abuse allegations.

For years, attorneys with Pacific Justice Institute have warned parents that, once CPS decides to investigate them for child abuse—sometimes based on anonymous tips from neighbors or vindictive ex-spouses—their names can end up on California's Child Abuse Central Index (CACI). Parents are listed on the CACI even when CPS eventually deems the charges "inconclusive" and closes its files. The CACI listing shows up on background checks for years to come and prevents parents from obtaining jobs or state licenses.

In Humphries v. County of Los Angeles, the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals sharply criticized the ease with which people are listed on the CACI and the obstacles which prevent their names from being removed. The court was also troubled by a study indicating that as many as half of the more than 800,000 individuals listed on the CACI "may have a legitimate basis for expungement." Calling the list "the reverse of the presumption of innocence in our criminal justice system," the court ordered the state to enact greater procedural safeguards.

PJI President Brad Dacus commented, "It is gratifying that the Ninth Circuit has acknowledged what we have been saying for years—that treating parents as criminals when they are never convicted of a crime is unjust. We call on the legislature to finally fix this broken system in a way that honors basic constitutional rights."

Karen Milam, who directs PJI's Southern California office, stated, "Every year, PJI is inundated with hundreds of calls from desperate parents who do not understand how they could be labeled as child abusers based solely on unproven suspicions. This ruling is an important step toward keeping CPS honest."


From Pacific Justice Institute (and a tip from Brandy at Afterthoughts because she knows I am interested in CPS cases)

Media Bias, the Gift That Keeps On Giving

Pointing out media bias is a bit like shooting fish in a barrel, but that doesn't make it any less amusing to me. It really shouldn't be that funny, but it's like watching some arrogant, smirking, wannabe BMOC walking around criticizing others for being uncool while he never notices he's got toilet paper on his shoe, spinach in his teeth, his fly is undone, and he has a nasty case of dandruff. Michelle Malkin has compiled the evidence in this fluffy bit of journalistic self-embarrassment over the disparate coverage of the 90 minutes a day both Bush and Obama spend working out:


Ah, the perks of media affection. On Christmas Day, the Washington Post delivered a front-page paean to Barack Obama’s workout habits. The 1,233-word ode to O’s physical fitness read more like a Harlequin romance novel than an A-1 news article.

Sighed smitten reporter Eli Zaslow: “The sun glinted off chiseled pectorals sculpted during four weightlifting sessions each week, and a body toned by regular treadmill runs and basketball games.” Drool cup to the newsroom, stat.

[...] The Washington Post enlightened us with more gushing commentary [...] “Gym Workouts Help Obama Carry the Weight of His Position.”

For adoring journalists, you see, Obama’s workout fanaticism demonstrates his discipline and balance in his life.[...] After giggling about his out-of-shape colleagues in the media, Zaslow mentioned in passing that President George W. Bush shares Obama’s commitment to health. What he failed to acknowledge is that the same reporters who so greatly admire Obama’s lithe figure derided Bush for his training schedule.

Former Washington Post writer Jonathan Chait famously attacked Bush three years ago in an opinion piece for the Los Angeles Times headlined, “The (over)exercise of power.” Recounting how President Bush ran 3 1/2 miles a day and preached more cross-training to a federal judge, Chait fumed: “Am I the only person who finds this disturbing?…What I mean is the fact that Bush has an obsession with exercise that borders on the creepy.”

Chait argued that Bush’s passionate devotion to exercise was a dereliction of duty. “Does the leader of the free world need to attain that level of physical achievement?” he jeered. “It’s nice for Bush that he can take an hour or two out of every day to run, bike or pump iron. Unfortunately, most of us have more demanding jobs than he does.”

Can you imagine any member of the Obamedia mocking the incoming gym rat-in-chief this way?

Chait was not alone. Reuters journalist Caron Bohan weaved the same unhinged themes into a piece on Bush’s two-hour, 17-mile bike ride with cycling champ Lance Armstrong in Crawford, Texas in 2005. After noting his six-day-a-week workout schedule, Bohan steered the piece into an anti-war screed:

“[...] Sheehan, who left her vigil on Thursday to tend to her sick mother, has said she believes Bush should take fewer bike rides to have more time to focus on the “the nation’s work.”



You may remember Chait, the non-biased, objective, professional journalist who said Bush was worse than Osama Bin Laden. He also said he hates President Bush. I am not impressed by Bush, particularly in the way he's completely turned his back on free-market principles and his formerly stated opposition to 'nation-building,' but I think it's kind of funny that conservatives like me get called the 'haters' while journalists like Chait can actually state they hate George Bush and that's all fine and dandy.

We don't have a media that even pretends to be objective anymore, but they go all ballistic when we point it out to them.(

(whoops- updated to add the link to Michelle's post)

Life Lessons Learned at An Airport

The Equuschick, as has been noted, is not really the type of person who strikes up conversations with strangers in an airport or anywhere else. She prefers to avoid human contact as much as possible and read books. She likes to go through airports pretending she's invisible.

And Shasta likes to go through airports whistling very loudly and greeting each fellow passenger as a long-lost relative. So this makes things interesting.


But last week proved worthwhile, as Shasta struck up a chatty relationship with a frail and hard-of-hearing elderly couple married over 60 years. As is his wont he asked what their secret was, and they gave what is The Equuschick's favorite answer to date.

"There isn't really a secret. You just work at it."

(The Equuschick suspects that most of life is actually like that, but the human race is too stubborn and lazy to admit it.)

So that was Life Lesson # 1.

Conversation then waned for a bit as Shasta wandered off to find himself something to eat. When Shasta leaves,so does most of the party.

He returned with a fast-food meal and here we are saddened to see The Equuschick's lack of perspective.

Shasta stood there munching his fries contentedly, and when he began to drop one on the floor The Equuschick, propelled by at least three generations of duty-conscious women who Never Leave Messes in Public Places or Private Places That Are Not Their Own, leaned over to pick up the offending fry. And when Shasta (who for various reasons was not most pleased with the airport) placed his cowboy boot firmly over the fry and told The Equuschick to leave it there, she was irate. "Come on!", she insisted. (Which was a mistake in the first place, since you don't insist on anything with Shasta. It makes him grumpy.) "No," he insisted more firmly still, and to The Equuschick's horror he began to crush the fry under his boot all over the airport carpet.

The Equuschick opened her mouth to say something scathing but to her surprise she heard a chuckle on her left. She turned to see the frail, tiny, hard-of-hearing woman in her eighties saying "If you step on it it'll blend in, honey."

And that was Life Lesson # Two. If you step on it, it blends in. Why argue with your best friend about a solitary french fry on an international airport floor? Really. How stupid. Like those places are pristine anyway.

The Equuschick was appropriately embarrassed. It was one of those moments when you are brought face-to-face with a vision of who it is you want to be and the stark reality of who you actually are.

Oh yeah, The Equuschick guiltily remembered. She didn't want to be one of those fussing and fretting people who wasted her family's time and energy on things that are of no lasting importance. She wanted to be like this lovely little elderly person, who had learned though the last 60 years what to let go and what to hold on to.

The Equuschick doesn't know if the french fry was ever vaccuumed up or not. But she does know she had a good time with Shasta that day. She will try to remember this.

Sweaters, Pianos, and Whale Oil

This link I found in the sidebar at Cumberland Books reminds me of the story of the sweater industry in Economics in One Easy Lesson. (also a PDF file here or buy it). Or maybe it's whale oil I'm thinking about. Once upon a time there was a thriving whale oil business. Now we use other sources. Once upon a time, there was a thriving piano manufacturing business in America. Now, it seems, there isn't. And we survived. From the first article above:

Today the highest-price good that people buy besides their houses is their car, and this reality leads people to believe that we can't possibly let the American car industry die. We couldn't possibly be a real country and a powerful nation without our beloved auto industry, which is so essential to our national well-being. In any case, this is what spokesmen for the big three say.

What about the time before the car? Look at the years between 1870 and 1930. As surprising as this may sound today, the biggest-ticket item on every household budget besides the house itself was its piano. Everyone had to have one. Those who didn't have one aspired to have one. It was a prize, an essential part of life, and they sold by the millions and millions.


What Hazlitt says about the sweater industry is this:
Suppose that in our country we import woolen sweaters from country A, and the sweaters sell for $25.

The local sweater industry petitions the government to impose, say, a $5 tariff (duty) on the imported sweaters. They argue that they cannot produce woolen sweaters for $25 and need this tariff in order to compete with country A. So, the government imposes a tariff.

As a result, the local sweater industry is able to employ many people. However, the consumers now pay $30 for the same quality sweater. The consumers no longer have that $5 to spend on other things. Thus the local sweater industry thrives, but a hundred other industries shrink.

You can see the sweater employees going to and from the factory each day, and you think, “The tariff was a good idea, it has given employment to people in our country.” But you don’t see the hundred other industries that have shrunk and all the lost jobs from that.


Right now the government has set itself up as the arbiter of which business we should all support, and by default, it puts roadblocks in front of others so they never leave the starting gate. And I haven't seen any evidence that the collective wisdom of politicians is superior to the collective choices of the free market.

People make economic decisions based on what they immediately see (e.g. “adding a tariff will result in these — visible — people keeping their jobs, so let’s add a tariff”), and they fail to consider the unseen possibilities and things that could be (e.g. by adding a tariff some people keep their job, but the rest of the population — the unseen individuals — subsidizes them by paying higher prices at the market).


For those interested, there is an interesting pro and con debate about the Hazlitt book here.

Hannukkah

Elisheva at Raggamuffin Studies shares her Hanukkah with the rest of us in a beautiful post replete with photographs and fun hyperlinks (I loved the song about Mrs. Maccabees song about the latkes). Take a peek.

Updated, because, like the idiot I am, I ONCE MORE left the link out. Sigh.

The Milgram Experiments Repeated

Adam Cohen writes:

Jerry Burger of Santa Clara University replicated the experiment and has now published his findings in American Psychologist. He made one slight change in the protocol, in deference to ethical standards developed since 1963. He stopped when a participant believed he had administered a 150-volt shock. (He also screened out people familiar with the original experiment.)

Professor Burger’s results were nearly identical to Professor Milgram’s. Seventy percent of his participants administered the 150-volt shock and had to be stopped. That is less than in the original experiment, but not enough to be significant.

Much has changed since 1963. The civil rights and antiwar movements taught Americans to question authority. Institutions that were once accorded great deference — including the government and the military — are now eyed warily. Yet it appears that ordinary Americans are about as willing to blindly follow orders to inflict pain on an innocent stranger as they were four decades ago.

Professor Burger was not surprised. He believes that the mindset of the individual participant — including cultural influences — is less important than the “situational features” that Professor Milgram shrewdly built into his experiment. These include having the authority figure take responsibility for the decision to administer the shock, and having the participant increase the voltage gradually. It is hard to say no to administering a 195-volt shock when you have just given a 180-volt shock.

The results of both experiments pose a challenge. If this is how most people behave, how do we prevent more Holocausts, Abu Ghraibs and other examples of wanton cruelty? Part of the answer, Professor Burger argues, is teaching people about the experiment so they will know to be on guard against these tendencies, in themselves and others.

An instructor at West Point contacted Professor Burger to say that she was teaching her students about his findings. She had the right idea — and the right audience. The findings of these two experiments should be part of the basic training for soldiers, police officers, jailers and anyone else whose position gives them the power to inflict abuse on others.

I think he demonstrates a dangerous assumption there- West Pointers are a good audience, but newpaper reporters are an equally appropriate audience. In fact, I think it would be most illuminating to perform some version of the Milgram experiments using newspaper reporters as subjects. I think they would be shocked to learn how very humanly susceptible they are to the same sort of Group Think. They assume they challenge authority so they are immune, but this isn't so. They simply recognize a different authority- currently that of the Democratic party.

His viewpoint of who has the power to inflict abuse on others is cramped and limited. Voters everywhere have the ability to inflict abuse on others, as do teachers, jurors, CPS workers, parents, neighbors, any citizen can become part of a gang of internet bullies, children in a classroom, children outside the classroom. The areas where man can do harm to man are only limited to those places where one human being has a relationship of any sort with another human being.

I've blogged about the Milgram and similar experiments (Asch's Conformity Study) and their ramifications for our culture before:
Speaking Truth to Power in Lockstep With Everybody Else

Conformity

Maimed Existence


Milgramesque Experiments in the Classroom

Countering Culture

The Existence of Evil

There is a Youtube series of the original experiments. Here's the first video:

The "I Don't Care, Said Pierre" Disease

I was a bratty kid who didn't want to make her bed.

"Why bother?" I would ask my mother in a witheringly superior tone. "I'll just have to unmake it again at night." To me, the act was stupid repetition; to my mother, it was a meaningful expression of hospitality to oneself, and a humble acknowledgment of our creaturly need to make and remake our daily environments.....

One of the first symptoms of both acedia and depression is the inability to address the body's basic, daily needs. It is also a refusal of repetition. Showering, shampooing, brushing the teeth, takine a multivitamin, going for a daily walk, as unremarkable as they seem are acts of self-respect. But the notion of pleasure is alien to acedia, and one becomes weary thinking about doing anything at all. It is too much to ask, one decides, sinking back on the sofa. This indolence exacts a high price. (pp. 13-14)


This reminds me of... me. When traveling somewhere, or when I take a wrong turn, of all things, I hate back-tracking. And I had this exact conversation with my mother over making the bed as a child.

It reminds me also of Pierre:

There once was a boy named Pierre,
Who only would say,
I don’t care


Pierre doesn't care about anything at all, and says so, repeatedly, until one day a Lion asks him if he might eat Pierre up, and Pierre says he doesn't care, so the lion does. Pierre is rescued in the end (he gives the lion an awful belly ache). This is all charmingly illustrated in Maurice Sendak's Pierre: A Cautionary Tale in Five Chapters and a Prologue. I only wish it were so easy to cure.

Kathleen Norris has written an entire book about accedia, the word used to delineate that sort of dreary, soul darkening, strength sapping deadness, which we often mask by frantic overactivity (like the tasks dear to the Terrible Trivium in The Phantom Tollbooth,) and Norton Juster surely knew something about it in order to create a character like the Terrible Trivium, 'demon of petty tasks and worthless jobs, ogre of wasted effort, and monster of habit;' the nasty little voice that prompts us to act as though we believe him when he whispers, "what could be more important than doing unimportant things? If you stop to do enough of them, you'll never get to where you're going."

- and here's another description:

The demon of acedia--also called the noonday demon--is the one that causes the most serious trouble of all. He presses his attack upon the monk about the fourth hour and besieges the soul until the eighth hour. First of all he makes it seem that the sun barely moves, if at all, and that the day is fifty hours long. Then he constrains the monk to look constantly out the windows, to walk outside the cell, to gaze carefully at the sun to determine how far it stands from the ninth hour [or lunchtime], to look this way and now that to see if perhaps [one of the brethren apppears from his cell]. Then too he instills in the heart of the monk a hatred for the place, a hatred for his very life itself, a hatred for manual labor. He leads him to reflect that charity has departed from among the brethren, that there is no one to give encouragement. Should there be someone at this period who happens to offend him in some way or other, this too the demon uses to contribute further to his hatred. This demon drives him along to desire other sites where he can more easily procure life's necessities, more readily find work and make a real success of himself.


That sounds like school.

The longer description of that 'noonday demon' is by the fourth century desert monk Evagrius Ponticus, but taken from Acedia and Me, by Kathleen Norris

"Acedia is not a relic of the fourth century or a hang-up of some weird Christian monks," Norris writes, but a modern force that "easily attaches to our hectic and overburdened schedules.

"We appear to be anything but slothful, yet that is exactly what we are, as we do more and care less, and feel pressured to do more still."

Sloth is one of the Catholic Church's seven deadly sins; acedia is defined as spiritual sloth. Unlike the grave illness of depression, acedia is a conscious choice, a moral choice; that's what makes it a sin, Norris says.



More here, including this side-bar:

Kathleen Norris' Acedia & me includes a compendium of woeful observations on acedia down through the ages. A sampling:

Psalms 61:3
"From the end of the earth I call; my heart is faint."

Amma Syncletica (5th-century desert hermit)
"There is a grief that is useful, and there is a grief that comes from the enemy, full of mockery, which some call accidie (acedia). This spirit must be cast out, mainly in prayer."

Thomas of Chabham (13th-century English theologian)
"... On account of this many have killed themselves when they are so absorbed that they have no joy in God."

Dante's 'Inferno' (From The Divine Comedy)
"Once we were grim/and sullen in the sweet air above, that took/a further gladness from the play of sun; Inside us, we bore acedia's dismal smoke. We have this black mire now to be sullen in."

G.K. Chesterton (Orthodoxy)
"Perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never gotten tired of making them."

Franz Kafka (Diary entry)
"... Nothing, nothing. Emptiness, boredom, no, not boredom, merely emptiness, meaninglessness, weakness."

Ian Fleming (in From Russia, With Love)
"Just as, at least in one religion, accidie is the first of the cardinal sins, so boredom, and particularly the incredible circumstance of waking up bored, was the only vice Bond utterly condemned."


As I tell my children, only the boring are bored, but I fear if it weren't for the terrible trivium in my life, I might actually have to face the likelihood that accedia is a companion of mine, too.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Congrats to the Palins and Levi

Bristol's baby was born today, a 7 1/2 pound (or thereabouts) baby boy they named Tripp Easton Mitchell Johnston.
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Updated to answer 'anonymous' question (see the comments), even though I don't believe it was question asked out a genuine desire for understanding:

Q. How can the Religious Right say that this is okay for a person to have a child out of wedlock? Do they have a tiered thinking of sin? Is it okay for a person who is the daughter of a political figure to be absolved from public sin? What do they tell their own daughters about this? I am very curious for an answer from the conservative religious right. Please explain to me why this is acceptable. I also want to know why it is okay for a mother of the father of the child to be involved in drugs. What do you tell your 10 year old daughter about this? Give me some insight into your thinkings?

First of all, here's why I don't think you're sincere:
I also want to know why it is okay for a mother of the father of the child to be involved in drugs.

REALLY? I'm curious. Who said it was 'okay' for Levi's mother to be involved in drugs?

What Levi's mother, an adult woman in a free country, chooses to do is irrelevant to me, and it's certainly nothing to do with Sarah Palin.

Do you have any in-laws? Do you consider everything they do to be a reflection on you?

I have a married daughter, and I am not responsible for my daughter's husband's relatives, and neither is she (and neither is he, for that matter). What my in-laws choose to do with their lives has nothing to do with who I am and what I believe, and I don't believe that what Bristol's future mother-in-law does has anything to do with the Palin family. In fact, Sarah and Todd Palin may well be providing Levi stability and a stable family- something to admire, not decry.
Have you investigated the lives and morals of all the in-laws (and, of course, this woman isn't even an in-law yet) of all the politicians you do support? I doubt it. Do you have 'a tiered thinking' of morality, a double standard, or just a blind spot?

For the rest:

A. Short answer: The baby is not and never was a sin, a punishment, or a burden. The baby is a human being, made in God's image, a gift, a blessing, and a joy.

Longer answer (please pay attention):

Those who think the right should be upset about the baby "fundamentally misunderstand where the Christian right’s main emphasis lies."

I was not thrilled to learn that 17 year old Bristol and her boyfriend put the cart before the horse, fooled around, got pregnant and planned to marry afterward, but having the baby wasn't and isn't a sin, and Bristol is not running for office. She is a private citizen. While I do believe that parents have more influence and control over their teen-aged children's behavior than most people in our culture do, I also do not think it's reasonable to hold parents 100 percent responsible for everything that a 17 chooses to do. Whether or not 'it's okay' has nothing to do with who her mother is and whether or not her mother was at least as qualified to be Veep as Joe Biden (whose children had behavioral and legal troubles in their past that the Irreligious Left was spectacularly uninterested in).


What would have been unacceptable to me is if her parents had counseled their daughter to have an abortion.

If you really, sincerely wish to understand my thinking on this, I can explain it no better than to share a conversation I had this fall with one of my daughters about a similar situation. It came up in conversation that the friend of a friend has a child out of wedlock. I took the opportunity to moralize, as I have before with my other daughters when this situation has come up because I want them to understand, as the 'Irreligious LEft' apparently does not, the difference between fornication and a baby.

I told my daughter that I always want to go up to unwed mothers and hug them, thanking them for choosing life and tell them how much I admire their courage, their integrity, and their strength. It's not always an easy choice, and for a girl from a Christian family, a girl who believes what she did to get pregnant was wrong, it's- to her- a constant and very public announcement to anybody who looks at her that she failed to live up to her standards.

But that's not what the baby represents to me. Having been a teen before and having raised five of them so far (the sixth is due to enter her teens in a few weeks) I am fully confidant that every teen I know has, in some fashion, failed to live up to their standards, and more importantly, God's. Every teen I know, being human, has either lied, gossiped, mocked, been envious, covetous, jealous, gluttonous, greedy, selfish, prideful, has spoken spitefully and with malice, has lost self-control, has lusted, has been guilty of sloth, or some other sin I haven't thought to mention. You see, far from having a 'tiered view of sin,' to Christians, sin is sin.

Fornication is just another such sin, and some teens fornicate. We aren't stupid. We know this. Teens are not immune to human failings- to sin.

But the baby is not the sin. The baby is a blessing. The gift of life is a blessing. As I pointed out to Jenny (and I have pointed out before), in any given group of young people in a public school, the odds are very, very strong, in fact, it is a certainty, that a goodly percentage of them have done exactly what the girl with the baby has done- they just didn't get caught, or worse, they did something dreadful to hide the evidence.

And so, to me, an unmarried mother is a reminder to honor and say a special prayer of blessing for her and for those like her who make incredible sacrifices, sacrifices of pride, of financial standing, of self, in order to do the right thing and give the baby the gift of life instead of trying to hide the evidence of their fornication by dismembering that small human being in the womb.


God bless those who choose life, and may He bring those who chose otherwise to the repentance they need in order to be fully comforted, healed, and forgiven.

"Without literacy there would be no means of proper communication."

A link at NRO's Phi Beta Cons blog had me laughing and wincing at the same time. It's a collection of actual howlers from examination papers in a Western Heritage Course. I couldn't possibly pick the best or worst- this is just a random sampling:

Introductory paragraph for an essay: “Literature is the key foundation for all types of literacy. Without literacy there would be no means of proper communication.”

On Hrafnkel’s Saga: “It is feudalism that causes chaos and halts the further progression of progress.”

On Hrafnkel’s Saga: “Hrafnkel was a great leader because he was understanding and treated animals with kindness as well. He also knew how to kill which was important for a leader.”

On Homer’s Odyssey: “By examining the books read this semester, I can flush out several quotes. In the first book studied, the Odyssey, by Homer, we examine how our hero, Odysseus is on his way home after saving Troy.”

On the Vikings generally: “During the ice ages the Vikings diminished and then evaporated.”


I think these are from students in college.

Three-Layer Cookies

This recipe looks like Nanaimo bars, one of my favorite Christmas snacks. I found it in a yellowed clipping my grandmother or great-grandmother cut out, and she doodled sums in the margins. The back has an interesting ad, which I'll post below.

It's from a column called "Mary Meade's Recipe of the Week." "Mary Meade" published a blender cookbook in the fifties, and there was a regular Mary Meade cooking column in the Chicago Tribune (the paper my grandparents and great-grandparents read) running, I think, from the fortiess to the sixties, if not more. According to this website, Mary Meade was a pseudonym associated with Ruth Ellen Church Ellen Church, Chicago Trib food editor from 1936 to 1974.

Here's the recipe:

1/2 cup butter or margarine
1/3 cup cocoa
1/4 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 egg, slightly beaten
1 can 3 1/2 ounces flaked coconut
2 cups vanilla wafer crumbs

Frosting:
3 tablespoons milk
2 tablespoons vanilla pudding mix
1/2 cup butter or margarine
2 cups confectioners sugar

Glaze:
1 bar (4 ounces) sweet chocolate
1 Tablespoon butter

For base, combine butter, cocoa, sugar, and vanilla in top of double boiler. Cook over hot water until blended. Add egg; cook 5 minutes longer, stirring constantly. Add coconut and crumbs. Press in 9 inch square pan; let stand for 15 minutes. For frosting, mix milk and pudding mix. Cream butter until light; add pudding mixture and confectioner's sugar. Beat until smooth.Spread over first layer. Let stand for 15 minutes or until firm. For glaze, melt chocolate with butter over hot water; cool. Spread on frosting layer. Cut into small squares. top with pecan halves if desired.

The clipping says this makes four to five dozen, but that's impossible. It can, at best, make two dozen tiny squares. 16 would be about the right amount.

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The ad on back- I guess it's not that interesting to most people, but I enjoy old advertisements. They tell us so much about every day life.

There's an ad for a

"Luxury Quilted 10 Pc. Corner Lounge Grouping- Practically a Room-Full of Furniture for 1 Low Price! You can practically furnish an entire room in luxurious comfort and beauty of one low sale price. Grouping includes two 33' X74' Estee firm innerspring mattresses, two matching upholstered box springs, two luxury quilted floral coverlets, three large quilted bolster pillows and a large corner tunnel table in walnut finish with mar-proof top."
It was 249.95, marked down from 319.95
Or you could get a
"Royal King Size 6 " Thick Foam Mattress, 2 King Length Box Springs, King Size Velvet Headboard & Kind Size Steel Bed Frame on Casters"
for 199.95.
The bed was 'expertly manufactured in a local Chicago factory, and sold at Chicago stores, all of which were open 7 days a week- Sunday, 10-5; Mon and Thurs 9 to 9:30; Friday 12:30 to 9:30, and other days 9 to 5:30.

Margaret Sanger, Planned Parenthood, and Eugenics

Part of the chapter on this topic in Jonah Goldberg's book is online here.

It's a thought provoking read and a look into some history modern Planned Parenthood supporters would like to ignore:

She sought to ban reproduction of the unfit and regulate reproduction for everybody else. She scoffed at the soft approach of the “positive” eugenicists, deriding it as mere “cradle competition” between the fit and the unfit. “More children from the fit, less from the unfit — that is the chief issue of birth control,” she frankly wrote in her 1922 book The Pivot of Civilization. (The book featured an introduction by Wells, in which he proclaimed, “We want fewer and better children...and we cannot make the social life and the world-peace we are determined to make, with the ill-bred, ill-trained swarms of inferior citizens that you inflict on us.” Two civilizations were at war: that of progress and that which sought a world “swamped by an indiscriminate torrent of progeny.”


[...]

One of Sanger’s closest friends and influential colleagues was the white supremacist Lothrop Stoddard, author of The Rising Tide of Color Against White World-Supremacy. In the book he offered his solution for the threat posed by the darker races: “Just as we isolate bacterial invasions, and starve out the bacteria, by limiting the area and amount of their food supply, so we can compel an inferior race to remain in its native habitat.” When the book came out, Sanger was sufficiently impressed to invite him to join the board of directors of the American Birth Control League.


You should read the rest. I have always found the information about Jesse Jackson particularly sad. He once acknowledged that abortion was killing his people, until he sold his soul to seek the Democratic nomination for President.

There Never Was Consensus

From the British Telegraph:

2008 was the year when any pretence that there was a "scientific consensus" in favour of man-made global warming collapsed. At long last, as in the Manhattan Declaration last March, hundreds of proper scientists, including many of the world's most eminent climate experts, have been rallying to pour scorn on that "consensus" which was only a politically engineered artefact, based on ever more blatantly manipulated data and computer models programmed to produce no more than convenient fictions.


Even better is this look at how divorced from reality much of the doomsdaying has been:

Rocky Mountain News, December 24:

Unhappily, the past five years, total worldwide carbon-dioxide emissions have exceeded even the pessimistic business-as-usual models.

The business-as-usual scenario will cause average temperatures to rise by about 4 degrees in Aspen by the time today’s toddlers have graduated from college, Williams said.

The new study was sponsored by Aspen Mountain and the Park City Mountain Resort said Lazar. Two nonprofits — the Aspen Global Change Institute and the Park City Foundation — are working with the ski areas to better understand environmental climate change.

“Ski industry officials know that warming is real, and that small changes in climate have substantial effects on ski areas,” said Williams, also a fellow at CU-Boulder’s Institute of Arctic and Alpine research.


As Newsbusters (source for all these links) reports:
The following was reported the same day by Julie Rust, the director of Vail, Colorado's, ski patrol:

As of this morning, we have had 148 inches of cumulative snowfall, 98 inches just this month! Vail is seeing the best December snow in 8 years. This is good stuff!

This was the Local's Lowdown from Aspen Friday:

This has to be the best Christmas skiing week I can recall in my 15 year tenure in Aspen. Earlier this week we had a very healthy dumping of snow and my legs are still suffering for it. Knee to thigh deep snow on top of the mountains. You had to find the steepest pitches just to get enough speed to go down.

In fact, conditions look pretty spectacular for this early in the season all over Colorado according to that state's official ski report website.


How did we spend so much time, money, energy, and years of frantic worrying over an issue that very well may be completely fictional? Money. We tied research grants to orthodox dogma on the global warming issue. We listened to Al Gore, even though his own double standards in his lifestyle should have showed us that he didn't really believe what he was preaching.
Money.

Money does a lot of talking
:
Al Gore just won a Nobel Prize for teaching the world to think green, but he's also showing he knows a thing or two about another kind of green: money. Since 2000, according to published reports, the former veep has transformed himself from a public servant with around $1 million in the bank to a sparkling private consultant with a net worth estimated to be north of $100 million. He's a senior adviser to Google, a board member at Apple and now a newly minted general partner at Kleiner Perkins Caufield & Byers, the Silicon Valley venture-capital firm that made billions investing early in Netscape, Amazon and Google.

Gore has pledged to hand over his KP "salary" to Alliance for Climate Protection, a nonprofit he chairs. But the gift is more symbolic than material. Gore's salary—his cut of the 2 percent "management fee" that KP partners get on all investments—is typically a sliver of the total compensation that VCs receive. If Gore's profit-sharing deal is anything like the firm's other 23 partners, he's also in line to collect tens of millions of dollars a year. That's because partners carve up 30 percent of the profits if and when the alternative-energy start-ups that KP supports go public or are sold. (Kleiner Perkins declined to comment on Gore's compensation, but his communications director, Kalee Kreider, confirmed that he plans to donate only his "guaranteed income" to charity.)

That's a Newsweek article of just a year ago, and Newsweek is hardly a bastion of conservative thought.

But then, if the press had been doing its job (its real job, not its moonlighting as Democratic party mouth pieces), we'd not have seen outrageous misrepresentations of the facts like these:
Scientists who have been skeptical about manmade global warming have been called traitors or handmaidens of big oil. The Washington Post asserted on May 28, 2006 that there were only "a handful of skeptics" of manmade climate fears. Bill Blakemore on Aug. 30, 2006 said, "After extensive searches, ABC News has found no such (scientific) debate on global warming." U.N. Framework Convention on Climate Change Executive Secretary Yvo de Boer said it was "criminally irresponsible" to ignore the urgency of global warming. U.N. special climate envoy Dr. Gro Harlem Brundtland on May 10, 2007 declared the climate debate "over" and added "it's completely immoral, even, to question" the U.N.'s scientific "consensus." In July 23, 2007, CNN's Miles O'Brien said, "The scientific debate is over." Earlier he said that scientific skeptics of manmade catastrophic global warming "are bought and paid for by the fossil fuel industry, usually."

Walter Williams has more.

And so does the Daily Tech
:
Scientist fired by Al Gore was told, "science will not intrude on public policy".

Noted energy expert and Princeton physicist Dr. Will Happer has sharply criticized global warming alarmism. Happer, author of over 200 scientific papers and a past director of energy research at the Department of Energy, called fears over global warming "mistaken".

"I have spent a long research career studying physics that is closely related to the greenhouse effect", said Happer. "Fears about man-made global warming are unwarranted and are not based on good science."




We should have remembered that Gore got a D and a C- in two of his science courses at Harvard, and he flunked 5 of the 8 classes he took in Divinity school.

Reading Challenge

That we're having a reading challenge, and if you want to join in (either reading along with us or reading your own books), see here for more.

You know what else would be fun? A family read aloud. Let's do that, too. Because why not?

Questions about the past

I went to the county historical society with Granny Tea again this week-end and started sorting through another Box Of Stuff. I heartlessly threw away old homework assignments from the 1890s. I'm fairly certain the historical society can do without 8th grade geometry sketches.
One of the hardest things about working there is that there is so little context for the documents and articles we have. The picture in this post is a perfect example. There are two of these post cards at the historical society. There are no names penciled on the back. No notes of location. Just the information on the front of the card.
It's tantalizing and beautiful information, though. A couple married in 1857, presumably celebrating their 50th anniversary in 1907. Those fifty years must have held so much... the Civil War, financial crises in the 1870s and 1880s, the the Lincoln assassination, the McKinley assassination... and what about the private events? Births? Deaths? Who took the trouble to order these post cards? Does someone have those photographs now? Or are they long gone?
I probably won't ever know the answers to those questions. That's sad... and I'd like to use it as a renewed request -- please, please make sure to share some of your story with someone! Write it down. It will make some future historian very happy. :)

I wouldn't have put it that way, but it works....

Yesterday we visited somebody else's house for lunch for a change. As we gathered in a small circle for a prayer (the girls were all further south at a singing), somebody, just making conversation with him, asked The Boy, "Is this how you do at your house- gather in a prayer circle?"

"Usually," he said. "Unless we have way too many people to fit in a circle. Then we have detachments of hands."

Caroline Kennedy

I hadn't really been following the Caroline Kennedy wants to be a Senator story much, just skimmed headlines. If I had any thoughts on the issue, it was mainly that conservatives were, I thought, being kind of hard on her. I saw a few snarky comments about the Princess wanting the Senator-ship service up on a platter and references to her charmed Camelot life, and they rubbed me the wrong way. Yes, the media dubbed the Kennedy Presidency Camelot, but don't we all know now that it wasn't? Her father was a drug-taking, womanizing, compromised, deeply flawed man with more than his fair share of charisma, and he was married to a woman who had at least as much personal charisma and charm. They were surely Beautiful People and the camera loved them, and I have no reason to doubt that Jackie Kennedy was a devoted mother- although her marriage to Onassis has always seemed the act of a gold-digger to me.

I don't think it's a charmed life when your father gets shot in front of your mother and your photograph at his funeral is something in every history book, every story of the Camelot years. I don't think losing your only brother in a tragic plane crash is exactly the stuff of magic. Her uncle is responsible for the death of Mary Jo Kopechne. I don't view Caroline, when I think of her at all, as a fairy tale princess. Tragedy is more like it.

But I think maybe I was a little unfair to her critics. Here's how she does in interviews (via HotAir):

The AP met her at a diner — she ordered grilled cheese with bacon and a cup o’ joe, we’re told, in case you doubted her proletarian bona fides — and wrung this out of her, which captures the “logic” of her candidacy quite nicely:

“Many people remember that spirit that President Kennedy summoned forth,” she said. “Many people look to me as somebody who embodies that sense of possibility. I’m not saying that I am anything like him, I’m just saying there’s a spirit that I think I’ve grown up with that is something that means a tremendous amount to me.”

Hereditary mystique, in other words. Precisely so. As for her chat with NY1, Ben Smith has the full transcript. My favorite exchange:

Dominic Carter: Might you have any interests higher than the US Senate? I mean, might we see a Caroline Kennedy on the ticket someday?

Caroline Kennedy: (Laughs) Now, well, can we just, you know, get through this, like, you know, right here now? I mean, you know.

I won’t blame you if you don’t have the patience to read the whole thing, but at least skim it to catch the difference in tone between this pattycake session and, say, Charlie Gibson’s session with Palin.



It also turns out she hasn't even voted in quite a few elections. She explains that she was, you know, dismayed to learn about her, um, you know, er, voting, um, ir, record, and going forward she would of course make sure to vote in every primary. And what Senator Kennedy would bring to the table would be the fact that in her, you know, family, you know, public service means a lot. You know.

Okay. I really hope that those media critics who harped on Palin are firmly opposed to Caroline.

For a little background to the Kennedy family before Camelot, see NRO on Joe.

She seems a nice enough person, and I am sorry for the family tragedies she's been through. But I'm not sure why that tragically flawed Kennedy background makes her qualified to be appointed Senator. Nor do I see why she should have such a sense of entitlement, as she:
is declining to provide a variety of basic data, including companies she has a stake in and whether she has ever been charged with a crime.

Ms. Kennedy declined on Monday to reply to those and other questions posed by The New York Times about any potential ethical, legal and financial entanglements. Through a spokesman, she said she would not disclose that kind of information unless and until she becomes a senator.


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I wrote the above a couple days ago, and Sunday night came across this second HotAir post about her, including video where Cuffy Meigs counts how many 'you knows' she can toss if in 2 1/2 minutes. Egad.

Oh, she also says that she's qualified because she's a mother (among other things):
Asked about her qualifications, she fell back on gibberish and the Kennedy name.

"As a mother, as an author, as an education advocate and from a family that really has spent generations in public service, I feel this commitment," she said. "This is a time when nobody can afford to sit it out, and I feel I have something to offer."

The "sit it out" part is revealing. Among those who want the job, she has done the least public service by any measure. She didn't even vote in about half the contested elections in the last 20 years.


So we should expect Gibson and his fellow scavengers reporters to swoop down on her children any moment now, to start sending face book messages to her kids' classmates looking for dirt, and to start speculating on whether or not they are all 'really' her kids? In other words, give her the unethical, grotesquely biased and one-sided Palin treatment and attack her children, since by playing the Mommy card she made her mommy creds 'fair game?' Of course not.

The Walls Have Been Breached, The Financial Deluge May Drown Us All

From Fee in Brief this morning:

OHIO GOVERNOR BEGS FOR MONEY

“‘We’re not crying wolf. This is real,’ [Governor Ted] Strickland said in an interview in his statehouse office, pointing to charts that project the most serious erosion of state income in 40 years and a two-year budget deficit of $7.3 billion. Revenue shortfalls in the upcoming two-year budget could amount to about 25 percent of the state’s discretionary spending.

“Strickland recently picked up the telephone and called Rahm Emanuel, the incoming White House chief of staff. When he heard the recorded voice of his former congressional colleague, he left a message: ‘Rahm, it’s Ted. You’ve never failed me and I need $5 billion.’” (Washington Post, Monday)

The Ant and the Grasshopper. Read it.

FEE Timely Classic:
The Shortcomings of Government Charity,” by Jude Blanchette



There doesn't seem to be any end in sight to what people expect the government to pay for.

Oh, Yeah. Congress Got a Pay Raise This Month

“A crumbling economy, more than 2 million constituents who have lost their jobs this year, and congressional demands of CEOs to work for free did not convince lawmakers to freeze their own pay.”

Read the rest of the article here.



Bonnet Tip to Fee's Blog.

Financial Double Standard

Individuals, companies or cities with heavy debt and shrinking revenues instinctively know that they must reduce spending, tighten their belts, pay down debt and live within their means. But it is axiomatic in Keynesianism that national governments can create and sustain economic activity by injecting printed money into the financial system. In their view, absent the stimuli of the New Deal and World War II, the Depression would never have ended.

On a gut level, we have a hard time with this concept. There is a vague sense of smoke and mirrors, of something being magically created out of nothing. But economics, we are told, is complicated.

It would be irresponsible in the extreme for an individual to forestall a personal recession by taking out newer, bigger loans when the old loans can't be repaid. However, this is precisely what we are planning on a national level.


By Peter Schiff, more here.

This. Cracked. Me. Up.

Carol, over at She Lives, wants to know what the most memorable Christmas gift you received, evah, is. She shares a story of her own, twin ugly sweaters, one for her, one for her sister. So ugly, the sisters started trying to palm them off on each other, hiding them in suitcases on visits, and other random places. LIke this one:


The blue one is stuck inside my deep freeze. That's right, she wet it before cramming it in there at the bottom in a corner under the boneless, skinless thighs. I tried chipping it out, to no avail. I'll have to defrost the freezer before I can get it out. What to do with all my Costco booty during the defrosting process, though?


She also wants good ideas for getting even regifting that sweater to her sister.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Sunday Hymn Post

Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord, who rises with healing in His wings:
When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.

In holy contemplation we sweetly then pursue
The theme of God’s salvation, and find it ever new.
Set free from present sorrow, we cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown tomorrow bring with it what it may.

It can bring with it nothing but He will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing will clothe His people, too;
Beneath the spreading heavens, no creature but is fed;
And He Who feeds the ravens will give His children bread.

Though vine nor fig tree neither their wonted fruit should bear,
Though all the field should wither, nor flocks nor herds be there;
Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice,
For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Butternut squash

http://smittenkitchen.com/2008/02/taming-a-butternut-squash/">How to cut it without too much frustration or a trip to the hospital.

And here's what to do with it:
Roasted winter vegetables

Creamy squash soup (butternut soup, pumpkin soup, acorn squash soup)

Atheist: Africa Needs God

This is a pretty surprising article. You want to read it all. Here's the beginning:

Before Christmas I returned, after 45 years, to the country that as a boy I knew as Nyasaland. Today it's Malawi, and The Times Christmas Appeal includes a small British charity working there. Pump Aid helps rural communities to install a simple pump, letting people keep their village wells sealed and clean. I went to see this work.

It inspired me, renewing my flagging faith in development charities. But travelling in Malawi refreshed another belief, too: one I've been trying to banish all my life, but an observation I've been unable to avoid since my African childhood. It confounds my ideological beliefs, stubbornly refuses to fit my world view, and has embarrassed my growing belief that there is no God.

Now a confirmed atheist, I've become convinced of the enormous contribution that Christian evangelism makes in Africa: sharply distinct from the work of secular NGOs, government projects and international aid efforts. These alone will not do. Education and training alone will not do. In Africa Christianity changes people's hearts. It brings a spiritual transformation. The rebirth is real. The change is good.

I used to avoid this truth by applauding - as you can - the practical work of mission churches in Africa. It's a pity, I would say, that salvation is part of the package, but Christians black and white, working in Africa, do heal the sick, do teach people to read and write; and only the severest kind of secularist could see a mission hospital or school and say the world would be better without it. I would allow that if faith was needed to motivate missionaries to help, then, fine: but what counted was the help, not the faith.

But this doesn't fit the facts. Faith does more than support the missionary; it is also transferred to his flock. This is the effect that matters so immensely, and which I cannot help observing.



It's a very good read. Of course, not everything that calls itself Christian is. And I think he needs to extrapolate his data a little further- America and England are, sadly, largely post-Christian societies, but they are still functioning at all because of the Christian in that equation.

(bonnet-tip to Hot Air)

Bigger Government is Not Economic Stimulas

Video here.

Phone Lines

For those who use a cell phone as a convenience rather than primary mode of communication, this is a helpful post. We have most of our cell phones on my mother's family plan- since she only needs one or two, we added three more to her plan and split the bill. Shasta hasn't had a landline in years- he only uses a cellphone. So when he proposed to the Equuschick, he added her to his plan and mailed her a phone so they could talk for free while he was in Texas and she was here. The ideas in the post I linked to won't work for them- the cell is their only phone, and he is a friendly soul who likes to keep in touch with friends and family around the country, so he calls others often. So he saves by not having a land-line at all. Three different approaches to cell phones, three different ways to save money- what matters is what works for you.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Foodstuffs

Christmas dinner's main entree was enchiladas and tamales. Not quite traditional North American fare, but something we love. I found myself thinking of the many meanings of the phrase "melting pot" recently. My family seems to take it somewhat literally when it comes to food.
Earlier this week I made egg rolls for dinner. Cabbage, carrots, Chinese 5 Spice, cooking wine, ginger, sesame oil... all wrapped in the goodness of a wonton wrapper and fried to golden goodness. Every time I make rolls (admittedly not very frequently, as they're rather time consuming for a family our size) I remember the day back in Kindergarten when my mom and I went to a classmate's house so her Korean mother could show my mom how she made Asian food. Her fingers moved nimbly, and I remember an exciting array of ingredients.
It isn't all zesty main dishes, though. There's the cookie dough in the fridge, for example. My grandmother's very German family has made these cookies every Christmas for at least five generations (the recipe card lists the genealogy of The Cookie Makers, starting way back with Grandma F.. :-)
So. Germany. Korea. Mexico. Three continents in one kitchen!

Worthwhile Reading Challenge: My List (and it is to be hoped, your lists, too)

(See here first if you don't know what this post is about)

So... here's my tentative list of 12 books I aim to finish in 2009- subject to change, rearrangement, alteration, substitution, and amenable to suggestion. Y'all are welcome to join me in reading any of these (one, or none), or to participate just by sharing your own list of books, either in the comments or in a blogpost of your own that you can link back to using the Mr. Linkies Widget (providing that I did it properly). It's not a competition- the only comparison to be made is within yourself- are you trying to read books this year that are a touch meatier than the books you read last year?

Note on listing- the hyperlinked titles go to Amazon. The hyperlinked authors go to either a free online source (if available) or to information about the author or book.



January: History Of Education In Antiquity (Wisconsin Studies in Classics)
H.I. Marrou

February
: Pride and Prejudice and/or Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen; I have read them both, which is why I've put them both in the shortest month of the year, but my friend Mike mentioned them and I have been meaning to reread them, and after all, February is Valentine's and they are at least partially about romance....

March: Virgil- this is volume 13 in my Great Books of the Western World, and I reserve the right to stop at the Aeneid and skip the Eclogues and Georgics, but I hope to have more fortitude than that.

April: Volume IX of the Harvard Classics, Cicero

May: "War and Peace", by Leo Tolstoy (scroll down for the link to War and Peace, and look around for interesting articles on Tolstoy life and philosophy)

June: Volume I of the Ante-Nicene Fathers: the Apostolic Fathers with Justin Martyr and Irenaeus


July: The Conservative Mind: From Burke to Eliot, by Russell Kirk

August: The Reason for God: Belief in an Age of Skepticism
Timothy Keller


September:Dante's Divine Comedy

October: "The Gulag Archipelago", by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

November
: Kristin Lavransdatter, the trilogy, by Sigrid Undset

December: Innumeracy: Mathematical Illiteracy and Its Consequences
John Allen Paulos (reserving the right to substitute some other title here, but I am requiring of myself any substitution be mathematical in nature).


I think I may regret putting that math book in December. I should have something fun at the end of the year so that I look forward to it.=)

What books are you thinking of reading this year? Join us in challenging yourself to do just a bit better than last year, and share your plans:

Dementia and Me

Longer readers may remember that my dad, who has dementia, called my house a few months ago asking for 'Mike,' which is not the name of anybody who has ever lived here. We thought he'd just called our house by mistake, an error we make as well- calling a more familiar number when we mean to call another. But no, he wanted my husband, but couldn't think of his name. He finally made it clear to us what he wanted when he said, "You know. That guy with all the kids." He has a new Designated Title.

Our driveways are sheets of ice. The girls could ice-skate on them. I say the girls, because I don't ice-skate. Unfortunately for my parents, their driveway is a hill, and they are basically stuck at home until it thaws (which should be soon). They can't even get down the drive on foot to collect their own mail.

They tried to get their chains on the car but couldn't figure it out. "Well," sighed my dad. "We'll just have to get that One Who Knows How To Do Things over here to figure it out."

Last night Dad wanted something- we never did find out what. He asked my mother where she kept that long thing with the floppy thing at the end of it (a mop? I don't know). She said, "I don't know, because I don't even know what you mean."
He said mildly, "Well, I don't know what I mean, either, but I know you've got one. I just don't know where."

I feel like that about a lot of things around my house just now.

A book resource

Dover Books is one of my favorite sources for reprinted titles, unusual coloring books, and paper toys to craft. They have a free samples program- each month they share a few pages from some of their books, coloring pages, crafting pages, clip art pages, and more, that you can print off for free.

Right now one of the sample pages is from a book on how to fold dollar bills into origami animals, which would make a very fun gift- the book, or the folded dollar bills.

Dover's prices are reasonable, and shipping is free over fifty dollars. It might be fun to get together with friends and combine an order for the free shipping.

George MacDonald's Light Princess and other Fairy Tales is on sale for 3.98 They don't just do vintage reprints, they have contemporary titles and books in every category, math, physics, art, architecture, literature, and more.

Unfortunately, no, I don't get anything for this plug. I just like Dover Books, and they are having a good sale right now so I thought I'd pass it along.

Worthwhile Books Reading Challenge

A few days ago I mentioned a reading challenge at another blog, challenging us to read 100 books in 2009. I mentioned that quantity was not, unfortunately, a problem for me.
Quality is. I said I was going to try to read 12 worthwhile books in 2009, and asked if anybody else wanted to join. I got a few responses expressing interest and asking what I meant by worthwhile books.


First of all, let me clarify that I did not mean to set myself as an arbiter of somebody else's reading standards, nor is it my intention to assign books. I would like to assign certain books to read when I am Empress, but my plan for world domination has not yet come to fruition, so that will have to wait.

My original idea was that those like me, who wanted to read a few heavier books but needed a bit of a nudge to do so, would pick their own twelve titles, and we'd mainly support and encourage one another in following up. I also figured the list of books we choose would be guidelines, not rigid rules that we should feel guilty about if we read something else instead or if something else comes up and interferes with our goal. I didn't want to be the cause of any more guilt in people who are already afflicted with enough of that.
Nor should your list be viewed as a contract- it's just a list of some books you aspire to read- maybe your list, like mine, will include books you've started and dropped a dozen times, and it can even include a reread or two (mine does).

So... worthwhile books- what do I mean? Basically, I mean something a little more challenging than your normal, comfortable, regular reading fare. Not to be a floppy relativist, but this will mean one thing for me and something else for you. I explain a little more about that in this post.

So... twelve books that are a little (or a lot) meatier than the books you or I wallowed in this year- that's what I mean by 'worthwhile.' I don't mean I won't keep wallowing in the less than worthwhile books- I expect to read at least thirty paperback mysteries of no longterm value whatsoever this coming year, and probably a half dozen or so Grace Livingston Hill books because I like them when I am sick and do not wish to think. I will probably also read a dozen or so other worthwhile books that aren't on my list.

I just mean I want to add something more nutritious to my diet of cotton candy. I've been slacking off the last two years and something has to change or my brain will be as full of fluff as any Valley Girl's and that's an appalling condition to consider.

The books that I chose (with the exception of one or two) are there because these are books I don't think I'll finish without the prodding of sharing this goal publicly and then having to confess it when I don't read my assigned book for the month but do read a dozen mysteries, five kiddie novels, and two or three Grace Livingston Hill books that same month. THAT would be embarrassing. I hope that it's so embarrassing to me that the mere thought of it will prevent it from happening. My self-discipline is flabby, out of shape, and pitiful, y'all, and I need all the help I can get.

Another post will follow shortly with a Mr. Linky widget thingie and my list of books, and later I'll add the link to that post here (I know that's frustrating to those who read via feed, as it means they'll see this post twice. Sorry about that, really I am).

Updated to add:

Here's my list of the Baker's Dozen I hope to read this year
(I cheated. A Lot. Some of my books are actually trilogies). Add your thoughts, ideas, titles, and links there.

The Food Co-op Raid

WND has more, of which this is but a sampling:


"We had a sheriff's department group of about 11-12, I don't know, 13 men come into our home. It was violent, it was belligerent, they didn't identify themselves," Jacqueline Stowers said.

She and 10 children were forcibly herded into a room and held there for at least six hours, she said.

"In the meantime we had people with guns inside and outside," she said.

The legal representatives said a report from the sheriff's department said one of the deputies "even snatched a cell phone out of the hand of a teenage son who was attempting to call Mr. Stowers (during the raid)."

"In addition, the complaint alleges the governmental authorities confiscated all of the Stowers' personal food intended to provide for and nourish them all through the winter months," the organizations said.

The complaint also seeks a preliminary injunction against the Department of Agriculture and declarations stipulating that Manna Storehouse and the Stowers are not a "retail food establishment" under Ohio's Food Safety Code. As a private cooperative, Manna Storehouse is exempted from the Food Safety Code, the organizations said.

Officials with the Weston A. Price Foundation, a nutrition education non-profit, said several of its members had been participating in the co-op, but now their food supplies are disrupted.

The Buckete Institute's spokesman, David Hansen, said, "The use of these police state tactics on a peaceful family in simply unacceptable."

He described the situation, "Officers rushed into the Stowers' home with guns drawn and held the family – including 10 young children – captive for six hours. This outrageous case of bureaucratic overreach must be addressed."

The case argues the right to buy food directly from local farmers; distribute locally-grown food to neighbors; and pool resources to purchase food in bulk are rights that do not require a license. And it suggests the right of peaceful citizens to be free from paramilitary police raids, searches and seizures is guaranteed under the Fourth Amendment to the United States Constitution and Section 14, Article 1 of the Ohio Constitution.

"The Stowers' constitutional rights were violated over grass-fed cattle, pastured chickens and pesticide-free produce," said Maurice Thompson, the law director for the Center of Constitutional Law. "Ohioans do not need a government permission slip to run a family farm and co-op, and should not be subjected to raids when they do not have one. This legal action will ensure the ODA understands and respects Ohioans' rights."

Center officials noted there has never been a complaint filed against Manna Storehouse or the Stowers related to the quality or healthfulness of the food distributed through the co-op.



The Farm to Consumer Legal Defense Fund is helping the Stowers. Here's more from their website:

The lawsuit filed by Maurice Thompson of the Buckeye Institute and Gary Cox (General Counsel for FTCLDF) focuses primarily on two issues. The first is the constitutionality of the paramilitary style execution of a search warrant against a peaceful family (only women and children were home at the time of the raid) whose only alleged crime was failure to obtain a permit (a third degree misdemeanor under state law). As the complaint points out, the affidavit of ODA Agent William Lesho that was used to obtain the search warrant did not indicate that the Stowers were dangerous, that they would destroy evidence, nor that there were exigent circumstances related to executing the search warrant that would justify the use of force or threats in the execution of the warrant.

The deputy from the Lorrain County Sheriff's Department who served the warrant to the Stowers' daughter-in-law Katie is a member of the Northern Ohio Violent Fugitive Task Force (NOVFTF). According to information posted on a federal government website, NOVFTF is a "collaborative, four-county law enforcement effort spearheaded by the U.S. Marshals Service that is dedicated to the pursuit, apprehension, and successful prosecution of violent adult fugitives across the Northern District of Ohio with outstanding state and federal felony warrants for gun crimes." The complaint includes a detailed description of the excessive nature of the raid. Click here to view Jacqueline's account of the raid.

The second issue in this suit, and one with a potential impact on private food distribution clubs throughout the country, is whether state law actually requires the Stowers to obtain a food establishment permit. The Stowers' contention is that since Manna Storehouse is a private cooperative they do not need a permit. A review of the Ohio Uniform Food Safety Code indicates that the Stowers have an arguable claim that Manna Storehouse is not required to obtain a permit--a claim that should have been given consideration by ODA and LCGHD before resorting to a search warrant.


A year ago, the end of November:
...registered sanitarian Dorothy Kloos called the family and asked to inspect Manna Storehouse in order to determine whether the facility should be licensed. The Stowers informed Kloos that they would first like her to send documentation showing the grounds on which Manna Storehouse would be required to obtain a permit. Kloos agreed and the conversation was ended.


However, the following day, Kloos and two other government employees came to the property unannounced, trespassed on the family's property, and attempted to conduct an unauthorized inspection. The family told them to leave. At that point, Kloos handed them a letter which was basically just a cut and paste job of the state codes on operating a retail food business and the state's rights to enforce those codes. There was nothing in the letter about Manna Storehouse and why Kloos believed it was a retail business.

Jacqueline Stowers responded on December 10, 2007 to the information by sending a letter to Kloos stating that the family was not operating a retail food establishment and that "any perceived activities that might resemble a retail food establishment would fit under the statutory exemptions for licensure provided by state law." Jacqueline Stowers specifically asked Kloos to provide "copies of any statements, complaints, letters or similar materials that, pursuant to your letter, lead you to believe we are operating a retail food establishment . . . ." She also made the same request concerning Kloos' belief that the Stowers were "conducting any activities" that would not fit under the statutory exemption for licensure.

In the letter, Stowers warned that she would take legal action against Kloos if she came on the family's property again without the Stowers written permission. Stowers also requested that all future communications between the LCGHD and the family be in writing. Instead of answering the Stowers legitimate questions and clarifying the reasons for the belief that Manna Storehouse needed a permit, LCGHD referred the matter to the Lorain County Prosecutor's office asking the prosecutor for a response to the Stowers' letter. The Prosecutor's ofice subsequently requested assitance on this case; and on September 16, 2008, James Boddy of LCGHD sent a letter to Charles Kirchner of ODA's Food Safety Division requesting that ODA "assist the Health Department in gathering evidence regarding the Manna Storehouse operation and, if this operation must be licensed, assist the Health Department in preparing case prosecution if necessary."


An inspector at LCGHD says, seemingly with a straight face and belief in the rightness of his cause, that the reason the department did not respond to this letter is because they didn't like the tone. It was 'inappropriate.' They're sensitive, I guess, and there's some sub-clause nobody knew about whereby they are excused from following the law if they dislike the 'tone' of a letter sent in response to one of their agents dealing with the public in a deceptive fashion and illegally trespassing on their private property.

Instead of answering their questions and explaining why they believed the Stowers were operating a retail establishment, the Ohio Department of Agriculture sent in an undercover agent, not once, but twice. He says the first time the Stowers told him to come back later, because it was a holiday. They say they just told him to go away, they weren't selling anything. This is a puzzlement, given the discrepancy of the two stories, and the fact that we weren't there. However, there is a small indication to outsiders that Lesho's version (he's the under-cover food cop) isn't entirely accurate The second time he came back with a story about his ailing mother desperately needing their eggs. If, as he says, the Stowers merely sent him away because it was a holiday and they were 'closed,' why did he feel the need to ramp up his story and try some emotional manipulation with the sick mother story?
They say he was persistant, and he wouldn't leave, and they finally gave him a dozen eggs, for which he insisted on leaving an unsolicited donation.
He says he completed an application of membership in the co-op as well. I don't know what the Stowers say, or whether they may have let him complete it just to get rid of him, whereupon they roundfiled it.
At any rate, for the crime of letting Lesho leave the property with a dozen eggs without a retail license (a third degree misdemeanor) the department then treated them like drug dealers:
Lesho sought the authorization to seize "any records with an indicia of hidden wealth and/or fruits of illegal income; any contraband as probable cause exists that illegal activity is being conducted from the establishment."

And the Stowers gain even more credibility points over Agent Lesho when we learn from John Loeffler that:
The Ohio Department of Agriculture has apparently been chastised by the courts in previous cases for over-reach, including entrapment of an Amish man to sell raw milk, which backfired, when it became known that the man gave milk instead of selling it to a state undercover agent, refusing to take money for what he believed to be a charitable act. The Amish literally interpret the Gospel of Matthew (5:42) to “give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.”


I think working in a bureaucracy does something to your brain. When we lived in Nebraska, the FYG was born at home. Our midwife told us that our particular county was known amongst home-birthers as being the most obtuse when it came to birth certificates for home-birthed babies.
When I called to see about getting ours, the bureaucrat on the phone wanted me to answer all sorts of strange questions, like how many other children I had (including by adoption), where each of them had been born, whether they had also been home-births or not, and other personal information that had nothing to do with this baby or any birth at all. I asked her why she needed to know that to issue a birth certificate for this child. She told me that everybody always had to answer those questions.
I said that might be so, but what I was asking was, "Am I required by law to answer these questions to get a birth certificate."
She said yes, everybody always answered them.
I said yes, that might be so, but what I was asking was, "Am I required by law to answer them for a B.C., and if so, could she please give me the statute number?"
She said yes, I was, that nobody else ever had a problem answering them.
I repeated myself, and she said that doctors always fill out that information for hospital births, it was routine.

I said yes, that might be so, but what I was asking was, "Am I required by law to answer them for a B.C., and if so, could she please give me the statute number?"

I am not exaggerating. We went round and round, with her repeatedly refusing to answer my question but instead just assuring me that some version of 'but everybody does it' ought to satisfy me.

I think I said something like, "I don't seem to be explaining myself very well, I am so sorry. I am asking you what is required of me by law, and you are answering me by telling me what everybody else always does. But I'm kind of quirky. If I did things just because everybody else does, I wouldn't have had a home-birth. So what I am asking isn't 'what does everybody else do,' but what does the law require of me, and where can I read this for myself?"

At which point she replied in disbelief:
"Are you refusing to answer these questions?"

I replied very, very carefully:
"I would be delighted to answer any and all questions required of me by law. I am not refusing to answer any questions that I am required by law to answer in order to get my child a legal birth certificate. I am only refusing to answer any questions that you are not authorized by law to require of me. If you can give me the statutory requirement, then I will answer those questions."

Like Kloos, she agreed to get back with me. It wasn't an uncivil conversation at all- she seemed more surprised than angry, and I had worked hard never to sound impatient. I kept a smile in my voice throughout. I thought that over-all the conversation ended well.

And two weeks later we received a mildly threatening letter from the department threatening some sort of legal action because we 'refused' to answer questions about our home-birth as required by law. We called the department back and explained our position again, pointing out that it was frustrating, when I'd been promised a copy of the statutes in question, to receive instead this false accusation and misrepresentation of what I'd said instead of the promised explanation.

Fortunately, that bureaucrat responded by mailing us the legal information we'd wanted with a form (and lo, and indeed, behold, all the questions the first minion had asked me were NOT required), and we straightened things out with a minimum of fuss and bother.

As mentioned before, failing to obtain a retail license for a food business is a class 3 misdemeanor. The department could have resolved their issues with the Stowers with some communication, and at most, a fine (assuming, just for the sake of the argument, that the Stowers are even guilty). They preferred brute force, a no-knock search more suitable to a gang of drug-dealing mafia lords than a headcovering woman with a parsel of homeschooled children, drawn weapons, and the confiscation of the entire year's meat supply for a family.

Evidence of Love:




I think it is so amazing how when you live with someone for years you learn their likes and dislikes, their wants and needs, and how you can look at something and go "That looks just like something so and so would LOVE!"
I didn't hand out a "Christmas List" telling my family what I wanted. But they knew exactly the types of things I would enjoy!
I love you all so much!!!

And these are what some friends made me:




Aren't they neat!?

Peel a Potato Lickety Split



I knew it was faster to peel a boiled potato then a raw potato, but the trick with the ice water would have saved me some hot fingertips.

Chaos, Christmas, and Malaise

It's the day after Christmas, and ours was a good Christmas- I don't feel like we over-spent or gluttonized on presents and gifts. Because we were sick, we didn't even do a lot of Christmas baking- we made no candy, just one batch of doughnuts and two batches of cookies, one of which is still in the fridge waiting baking. We did have the lethally delicious chocolate goodness a friend gave us, and my mother gave us a platter of goodies. And there were the gingerbread houses a friend came over and helped the children build. But it really wasn't much, honest!

My presents consisted of:

  • Two warm and pink pairs of mittens
  • Two used books- one by Wodehouse, one about him
  • Two Christmas ornaments (I begin to feel like Mrs. Noah)
  • a small framed picture from the wedding
  • Three sharp knives (these were an unexpected gift from my husband's employer, and a most welcome one as our best knife disappeared during the week of the wedding)
  • a seal a meal kitchen do-dad from my mother
  • The promise of a box of my favorite kind of cereal from my son, who had to rely on others to get him to the store, and when they got there, the store was closed.
  • A joint present with my husband of a calendar from the Progeny featuring pictures of them for each month.

I am richly blessed, but not oversurfeited, yet still, I feel the need for clearing out stuff, for rebuilding, for developing (or redeveloping) good habits, and overcoming sloth, malaise, acedia.


Just about year after Christmas I have this after Christmas itch, this need to cleanse, to purge, to simplify and scale down. Maybe it's the new year coming, or perhaps it's the over-stimulation of all the lights, bells, colors, smells and sounds of Christmas. Perhaps it's my way of dealing with cabin fever, I don't know, but I feel a bigger need for winter cleaning than I do for spring cleaning. It's like nesting when you're expecting a baby, only all I'm expecting is a clean house and lighter spirit.

I think right now our entire economy is feeling something of this need to purge, to lighten up, to tighten up, to buy less junk, and air out the cluttered spaces of our homes. I think there are certain common, every day things that hinder us in this pursuit. I've been working on a longer, hopefully, thoughtful, more philosophical blog post on this topic, but it's a subject that has grown as I've written, and I'm not ready for it to see the light of day yet. I hope next week (be sure to check back).

Meanwhile, on a purely utilitarian, practical plane, as part of my organizing plan, I'm beginning in the kitchen. To see what and how, see my weekly Frugal Hacks post!

Thursday, December 25, 2008

CHRISTMAS GIFT!!!!

In our family, you want to be the first to shout 'Christmas Gift!!' to the rest. It's a tradition at least a century old, perhaps closer to 150 years old (I found a reference to it in a book about the pioneers of our state), although we've modernized it, of course, and this is also how we answer the phone.

Shasta and the Equuschick are in Nebraska visiting his mother, and I understand the FYG called EC on her cellphone before the FYG was even rightly out of bed this morning just to be the first to shriek 'Christmas Gift' at her married sister. I am sure this is just one more thing to convince dear Shasta that he's married into a family of lunatics.



First a bit of history, an entry from Samuel Pepys' Diary:

'Christmas-day (1662).—Had a pleasant walk to Whitehall, where I intended to have received the communion with the family, but I came a little too late. So I walked up into the house, and spent my time looking over pictures, particularly the ships in King Henry the Eighth's Voyage to Bullaen; marking the great difference between those built then and now. By and by, down to the chapel again, where Bishop Morley preached on the song of the angels, "Glory to God on high, on earth peace and good-will towards men." Bethought he made but a poor sermon, but long, and reprehending the common jollity of the court for the true joy that shall and ought to be on those days. Particularised concerning their excess in plays and gaming, saying that he whose device it is to keep the gamesters in order and within bounds, serves but for a second rather in a duel, meaning the groomer porter. Upon which it was worth observing how far they are come from taking the reprehensions of a bishop seriously, that they all laugh in the chapel when he reflected on their ill actions and courses. He did much press us to joy in these public days of joy, and to hospitality. But one that stood by whispered in my eare, that the bishop do not spend one groat to the poor himself. The sermon done, a good anthem followed with vials, and the king came down to receive the sacrament.


A bit of poetry:

Rank misers now do sparing shun;
Their hall of music soundeth;
And dogs thence with whole shoulders run,
So all things then aboundeth.
The country-folks, themselves advance,
With crowdy-muttons out of France;
And Jack shall pipe and Jyll shall dance,
And all the town be merry.

(George Wither)

A bit of comedy- one of my favorite Christmas movies is Claymation Christmas, which I was delighted to find is available at Youtube in multiple segments. I was hardpressed to pick a favorite- I enjoy them all, really, the comedy of the penguins and walrus ballet, the tear-bringing beauty of the animation of Joy to the World in a black gospel rendition, the charming scene within a scene of O Christmas Tree (even though it's the one Christmas Carol I actually dislike), the rocking rendition of Rudolph, but I finally settled on this one:


Okay, I fibbed, I can't settle for just one. Here's Joy to the World. I suggest you just skip ahead to the song, which begins at about the 1:09 mark. The introduction is part of a running gag that goes all the way through the movie:

I especially love the bit where the animation melts from a baby to babies, from the infant Jesus to the joy-filled adult Lord blessing the children.

Now for a bit of nostalgia:
Vintage card found at the Rattery


A word to the wise from the foolish- just one more difference between girls and boys, although my son was perfectly polite about it, it was amusingly clear that he is not as pleased to receive clothing as a present as his sisters were at the same age, and the clothing was even something he'd requested (long sleeved, warm shirts, as he's outgrown all of his).

A little science:
Christmas chromagraphy- printable pdf file about colors (use coffee filters for filter paper)

If you have a syringe (I think the kind you use for medicine will do) and a fresh marshmallow you can demonstrate Boyle's law.

Some Christmas games- a quiz about Christmas movies and other party games.
Here's a list of old-fashioned Christmas and other parlor games.

And to conclude, a carol, sung by the children of Yorkshire as they went 'gooding' from house to house in the 1800s:
'Well-a-day! well-a-day!
Christmas too soon goes away,
Then your gooding we do pray,
For the good time will not stay
We are not beggars from door to door,
But neighbours' children known before,
So gooding pray,
We cannot stay,
But must away,
For the Christmas will not stay,
Well-a-day! well-a-day.'
Or rung by some unknown (to me) but adorable toddlers:

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

A Christmas Eve Tradition To Which We'll Give a Pass

Some interesting particulars relative to the indoor diversions of our ancestors at Christmas, occur in the following passage quoted by Brand from a tract, entitled Round about our Coal-fire, or Christmas Entertainments, which was published in the early part of the last century.' The time of the year being cold and frosty, the diversions are within doors, either in exercise or by the fireside. Dancing is one of the chief exercises; or else there is a match at Blindman's Buff, or Puss in the Corner. The next game is Questions and Commands, when the commander may oblige his subjects to answer any lawful question, and make the same obey him instantly, under the penalty of being smutted [having the face blackened], or paying such forfeit as may be laid on the aggressor. Most of the other diversions are cards and dice.'

From the above we gather that the sports on Christmas evenings, a hundred and fifty years ago, were not greatly dissimilar to those in vogue at the; present day. The names of almost all the pastimes then mentioned must be familiar to every reader, who has probably also participated in them himself, at some period of his life. Let us only add charades, that favorite amusement of modern drawing-rooms (and of these only the name, not the sport itself, was unknown to our ancestors), together with a higher spirit of refinement and delicacy, and we shall discover little difference between the juvenile pastimes of a Christmas-party in the reign of Queen Victoria, and a similar assemblage in the reign of Queen Anne or the first Georges.

One favorite Christmas sport, very generally played on Christmas Eve, has been handed down to us from time immemorial under the name of 'Snapdragon.' To our English readers this amusement is perfectly familiar, but it is almost unknown in Scotland, and it seems therefore desirable here to give a description of the pastime.

A quantity of raisins are deposited in a large dish or bowl (the broader and shallower this is, the better), and brandy or some other spirit is poured over the fruit and ignited. The bystanders now endeavour, by turns, to grasp a raisin, by plunging their hands through the flames; and as this is somewhat of an arduous feat, requiring both courage and rapidity of action, a considerable amount of laughter and merriment is evoked at the expense of the unsuccessful competitors. As an appropriate accompaniment we introduce here;

The Story of Snapdragon

'Here he comes with flaming bowl,
Don't he mean to take his toll,
Snip! Snap! Dragon!

Take care you don't take too much,
Be not greedy in your clutch,
Snip! Snap! Dragon!

With his blue and lapping tongue
Many of you will be stung,
Snip! Snap! Dragon!

For he snaps at all that comes
Snatching at his feast of plums,
Snip! Snap! Dragon!

But Old Christmas makes him come,
Though he looks so fee! fa! fum!
Snip! Snap! Dragon!

Don't 'ee fear him, be but bold--
Out he goes, his flames are cold,
Snip! Snap! Dragon!'

Whilst the sport of Snapdragon is going on, it is usual to extinguish all the lights in the room, so that the lurid glare from the flaming spirits may exercise to the full its weird-like effect. There seems little doubt that in this amusement we retain a trace of the fiery ordeal of the middle ages, and also of the Druidical fire-worship of a still remoter epoch. A curious reference to it occurs in the quaint old play of Lingua, quoted by Mr. Sandys in his work on Christmas:

'Memory. Oh, I remember this dish well; it was first invented by Pluto to entertain Proserpine withal.

Phantastes. I think not so, Memory; for when Hercules had killed the flaming dragon of Hesperia, with the apples of that orchard he made this fiery meat; in memory whereof he named it Snap-dragon.'

Snapdragon, to personify him, has a 'poor relation' or 'country cousin,' who bears the name of Flapdragon. This is a favorite amusement among the common people in the western counties of England, and consists in placing a lighted candle in a can of ale or cider, and drinking up the contents of the vessel. This act entails, of course, considerable risk of having the face singed, and herein lies the essence of the sport, which may be averred to be a somewhat more arduous proceeding in these days of moustaches and long whiskers than it was in the time of our close-shaved grandfathers.



From The Book of Days

Tiny Houses

For environmental and ecological reasons Jay Shafer created the Tumbleweed Tiny House company, where he designs small houses like this one:

Totally impractical for a family, or for somebody who has as many people in and out as we do, but cuter than a bug's ear.

Naturally, the government had to stick its oar in
, and, for what I think was his first effort, he actually had to buy a house in town and park his tumbleweed house in the back:

"It could be even more of a waste of space," laments Shafer, a 36-year-old art professor at the University of Iowa. Shafer's plan was to build a house that had only functional space. He whittled down floor plans until he decided on about 130 square feet. Enough space for Shafer. Not enough for Iowa City's building inspection office.

"He can't have that house in Iowa City. It's pretty simple," said Jann Ream, a code enforcement assistant at the city's building inspection office. The problem, Ream explained to Shafer during his visits to her office, was that he needed at least 150 square feet just to qualify his structure as a minimal habitable space. "That's just to start," she said. Too much space, Shafer said. He needed a foundation, Ream explained. Shafer bolted his tiny house to the frame of a flatbed utility trailer and named it Tumbleweed. Now the city considered his house a trailer.

Sorry, Shafer. No trailers allowed on city lots, Ream told him. Just take your house outside the city's borders, she suggested. No thanks. Shafer plumbed and wired his house to hook up to the city's utilities. "I wanted to be in town and have the best of both worlds," he said. He wanted to live in Iowa City so much that he did something even he has trouble explaining. He bought a house he would never live in so he would have a place to park Tumbleweed.


Ream said the city has a history of college students being willing to live anywhere, no matter how small, and call it home. And I guess that's got to be illegal.

Oprah Winfrey also did a feature on small homes
, with Jay Shafer's Tiny Tumbleweed Home front and center.

Here are a few more pictures on another blog- a better angle of the kitchen and bookcase, for instance.

He says mortgages are hard to get for these homes, and since they run about 40,000-50,000 to build, you probably will need one.

If you don't want to or can't go that route, here are some other ideas for sustainable living (by which I mean 'within your budget'):
1. Use Your Community

Look for tool libraries and try to co-op as many tools and materials as possible. Items that you don't need on a daily basis like a steam cleaner, tractor or even maybe that big-screen TV can be shared among neighbors.

2. De-Clutter Your Life

Williams says to dig deep and examine the things you need and the things you want for every room you use. "Rethink that second car or that new pair of shoes," Williams says. "Marry your life between what you need and what you really need."

3. Maximize Space

Let one room do more than one job. Shafer, owner of Sebastopol, Calif.-based Tumbleweed Tiny House Company, plans and builds small homes to sustain a person's life. He recommends thinking of storage-like bookshelves or contractible furniture that can help put many activities in one space.

4. Go Local

Johnson says to invest in your local community assets, like a farmer's market or a grocery store that sells locally grown foods. Not only do you help support your neighbors, but you also cut back on fuels and transportation.


And, of course, the tiny house could be an extra bedroom, a guest cottage, a hunting or camping lodge, a spare place for the mother-in-law to live nearby while maintaining some independence...

Ornaments:



I just finished making these! They are for the Grandparent's Christmas presents :)
I made them by threading the buttons together using thin wire and then I hot-glued the ribbons, bows, and cherries on.
(It was fun but they are pretty time consuming :P I know that I could have glued all the buttons together but I thought that this was they would last longer.)

More Christmas Eve Poetry

And here, in connection with the festivities on Christmas Eve, we may quote Herrick's inspiriting stanzas:

‘Come bring with a noise,
My merry, merry boys,
The Christmas log to the firing,
While my good dame she
Bids ye all be free,
And drink to your heart's desiring.

With the last year's brand
Light the new block, and,
For good success in his spending,
On your psalteries play
That sweet luck may
Come while the log is a teending.

Drink now the strong beer,
Cut the white loaf here,
The while the meat is a shredding;
For the rare mince-pie,
And the plums stand by,
To fill the paste that's a kneading.'

The allusion at the commencement of the second stanza, is to the practice of laying aside the half-consumed block after having served its purpose on Christmas Eve, preserving it carefully in a cellar or other secure place till the next anniversary of Christmas, and then lighting the new log with the charred remains of its predecessor. The due observance of this custom was considered of the highest importance, and it was believed that the preservation of last year's Christmas log was a most effectual security to the house against fire. We are further informed, that it was regarded as a sign of very bad-luck if a squinting person entered the hall when the log was burning, and a similarly evil omen was exhibited in the arrival of a bare-footed person, and, above all, of a flat-footed woman! As an accompaniment to the Yule log, a candle of monstrous size, called the Yule Candle, or Christmas Candle, shed its light on the festive-board during the evening. Brand, in his Popular Antiquities, states that, in the buttery of St. John's College, Oxford, an ancient candle socket of stone still remains, ornamented with the figure of the Holy Lamb. It was formerly used for holding the Christmas Candle, which, during the twelve nights of the Christmas festival, was burned on the high-table at supper.

In Devonshire, the Yule log takes the form of the ashton fagot, and is brought in and burned with great glee and merriment. The fagot is composed of a bundle of ash-sticks bound or hooped round with bands of the same tree, and the number of these last ought, it is said, to be nine. The rods having been cut a few days previous, the farm-labourers, on Christmas Eve, sally forth joyously, bind them together, and then, by the aid of one or two horses, drag the fagot, with great rejoicings, to their master's house, where it is deposited on the spacious hearth which serves as the fireplace in old-fashioned kitchens. Fun and jollity of all sorts now commence, the members of the household—master, family, and servants—seat themselves on the settles beside the fire, and all meet on terms of equality, the ordinary restraint characterizing the intercourse of master and servant being, for the occasion, wholly laid aside. Sports of various kinds take place, such as jumping in sacks, diving in a tub of water for apples, and jumping for cakes and treacle; that is to say, endeavoring, by springs (the hands being tied behind the back), to catch with the mouth a cake, thickly spread with treacle, and suspended from the ceiling. Liberal libations of cider, or egg-hot, that is, cider heated and mixed with eggs and spices, somewhat after the manner of the Scottish het-pint, are supplied to the assembled revellers, it being an acknowledged and time-honoured custom that for every crack which the bands of the ashton fagot make in bursting when charred through, the master of the house is bound to furnish a fresh bowl of liquor. To the credit of such gatherings it must be stated that they are characterized, for the most part, by thorough decorum, and scenes of inebriation and disorder are seldom witnessed.


from the Book of Days

Update on the Washington CPS Case, Court Hearing Canceled

From Pam Roach's Blog:


Q. "What happened at the scheduled Monday hearing for the Stuth's grandchild?"

A. The hearing was postponed due to snow. We are not prepared for snow in Seattle. It just doesn't happen often so the courts closed. More later on the new date.


(previous blog posts on the Stuth family and the CPS sponsored kidnapping of their grand-daughter by the foster mother here and here.

Other CPS cases in the news: This is a mess of a case- the family first came to CPS notice when a Wichita school district mistakenly filed truancy charges against them even though they were home-schooling:
State welfare officials first became involved with the family when a Wichita middle school — apparently misplacing the homeschooling notification faxed by the state — reported Ashton as truant.

Their problems escalated while the mother was out of town seeking substance abuse treatment and mental care services, claiming in her testimony that she was unaware of the state's involvement.

Ashton was placed with Baker, her biological father, but police picked her up and put her in the children's home when Ashton ran away from her father to go back to her mother.


She ran away from the home to go back to her mother, too. She stood the state home for 47 days, and then ran for her mother. Her mother tried to return her to the home, but she couldn't do that to her daughter:
Baker-Hazen [the mother] told Sedgwick County Juvenile Court Judge Tim Henderson that when she tried to return Ashton to the home, the girl threatened to jump out of the car. She said Ashton had lost a lot of weight and had burns on her arms allegedly inflicted by other children at the home.

"She was hysterical, upset," Baker-Hazen testified. "She said she could not take it anymore."


The mother has gone to jail rather than allow the state to return her beloved child to such an environment, and the judge reveals just how out of touch these officials are with real parents:

Henderson [the judge] said Baker-Hazen would remain jailed until she discloses the girl's location. He set another hearing next week but said he would hold the session anytime she was ready to talk.

"My desire is not to lock you up," Henderson said. "My desire is not to punish you."

What I wish to blurt out in reply to reading this is connected to a farmyard and it's not very polite. Sending her daughter back to a home where she is subjected to burns on her arms is a far greater punishment than sending her mother to jail for protecting her from the tender mercies of that state foster home. If he were concerned for the welfare of the children, he'd have the home investigated before he required the mother to send her daughter back or go to jail.

And isn't it interesting and deeply disturbing that the girl running away from her father to return to her mother is viewed by the state as evidence that there is enough wrong with her father's home that she should go to foster care, but running away from foster care is only evidence that she needs to stay in foster care? Does anybody in the system think this through?

Dana at Principled Discovery has tried to track down more information, and she believes that the 14 year old was home alone while the mother was out of state seeking treatment. Since the mother has remarried, it is not clear to me why her being out of state would mean the children were home alone- they have a step-father at home.
She also indicates that while there may be more to this case which would indicate the state has some cause for concern, it also appears that Sedgwick County has a serious problem with its CPS system.


I imagine cases where allegations fly between divorced parents and new step-parents are some of the most difficult to untangle. But in this situation, we have a CPS worker actually forging a signature, and then accusing the step-mother of inflicting emotional damage on the child because she followed the case-workers instructions and took pictures of the bruising she was seeing. Even though the forged signature has resulted in the arrest of the case-worker and she no longer works for the department, the department continues to rely on the statements she made about this family.
The same case worker had already been found guilty of forging perscriptions for the pain meds to which she was addicted- and she worked for CPS AFTER this.
Other insults- CPS reprimanded the father in this case for inflicting emotional damage by telephoning his daughter to tell her he loved her. The Judge had actually ordered the telephone visitation.

All the usual- lack of accountability, lack of communication, failure to comply with the law on the part of CPS means failure to keep your children on your part... It's a system too deeply flawed to remain in place.

Christmas Eve Poetry

For a picture of Christmas Eve, in the olden time, we can desire none more graphic than that furnished by Sir Walter Scott in Marmion:

On Christmas Eve the bells were rung;
On Christmas Eve the mass was sung;
That only night, in all the year,
Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
The damsel donned her kirtle sheen;
The hall was dressed with holly green;
Forth to the wood did merry-men go,
To gather in the mistletoe.
Then opened wide the baron's hall
To vassal, tenant, serf, and all;
Power laid his rod of rule aside,
And Ceremony doffed his pride.
The heir, with roses in his shoes,
That night might village partner choose.
The lord, underogating, share
The vulgar game of ' post and pair.

All hailed, with uncontrolled delight,
And general voice, the happy night,
That to the cottage, as the crown,
Brought tidings of salvation down!

The fire, with well-dried logs supplied,
Went roaring up the chimney wide;
The huge hall-table's oaken face,
Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace,
Bore then upon its massive board
No mark to part the squire and lord.
Then was brought in the lusty brawn,
By old blue-coated serving-man;
Then the grim boar's-head frowned on high,
Crested with bays and rosemary.
Well can the green-garbed ranger tell,
How, when, and where the monster fell
What dogs before his death he tore,
And all the baiting of the boar.
The wassail round in good brown bowls,
Garnished with ribbons, blithely trowls.
There the huge sirloin reeked: hard by
Plum-porridge stood, and Christmas-eye;
Nor failed old Scotland to produce,
At such high-tide, her savoury goose.
Then came the merry masquers in,
And carols roared with blithesome din
If unmelodious was the song,
It was a hearty note, and strong.
Who lists may in their mumming see
Traces of ancient mystery;
White shirts supplied the masquerade,
And smutted cheeks the visors made;
But, oh! what masquers, richly dight,
Can boast of bosoms half so light!
England was merry England, when
Old Christmas brought his sports again.
'Twas Christmas broached the mightiest ale;
'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer
The poor man's heart through half the year.'


As quoted in the vintage book The Book of Days

Cooking Substitutions

Oh, no. It's Christmas Eve and you forgot _________ and have to make _________ for your family Christmas celebration.
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Recipe Substitutions
Substitutions for recipe ingredients for home cooking purposes.

Joy of Baking:
Sometimes you may find it necessary to substitute one ingredient for another in a recipe. But using a different ingredient may change both the taste and texture- this website explains what the ingredient does, particularly useful for less common ingredients and substitutions.

Common Substitutions - Allrecipes

Yankee Foods emergency substitutions- very quick and easy to use.

Another quick and easy to use food substitutions website.

The University of Illinois has a helpful recipe substitutions list.

Sometimes what you need to substitute is a different sized pan rather than an ingredient. Here's a really cute printable list of use to the cook- it includes cooking pan size substitutions, measurement equivalents, and candy thermometer temps. You can cut out the one you want and tape it inside a cupboard door or clip it on the fridge with a magnet. I'd love to find more printable kitchen tips to tape to the cupboard door.

Here's are some of our standard substitutions:

For canned golden mushroom soup:


2 tablespoons minced onions
2 tablespoons butter
1 cup chopped mushrooms
1/2 cup white wine
1/2 cup tomato puree
1 cup left over home made beef gravy (or brown gravy/brown sauce made from a
packet such as Knorr's)
2-5 drops Worcestershire sauce or something like Kitchen Bouguet
salt and pepper

Saute onions in butter until very tender.
Add mushrooms and saute additional 2- 3 minutes.
Add wine, simmer, and reduce by half.
Add tomato puree and gravy and simmer for 5 minutes.
Adjust seasoning to your taste.

Egg Substitutes:

For pancakes you can substitute cottage cheese, which is only more frugal if it saves you that trip to the store and you needed to use up the cottage cheese. But it actually tastes pretty good.

Here are some substitutions:
1 tsp cornstarch plus 1/4 cup water, combine first (this is for one egg)
or just use 2 Tablespoons cornstarch right into the dry ingredients of the recipe for each egg.
2 tablespoons arrowroot flour, same as above
in cake recipes you can mash up one banana for each egg, but this will change the flavor.

Now I can't use most of those if the Cherub is going to eat it, because she can't eat corn or wheat, either.

WE use this flax seed substitute for eggs:

Grind about 2 Tablespoons of flax seed (your coffee mill will work, and you can try your blender. You should have about 1/4 cup of ground flaxseed. Whisk this into 3/4 cups of cold water and continue whisking while you bring the mixture to a boil and boil it for three minutes longer.

The texture will resemble egg white with flecks of seed in it.

You want about 1/8 of a cup for each egg in a recipe.

It keeps in the fridge for about two weeks if you want to make it up for a different recipe. Flaxseed egg substitute binds like eggs, but it won't, of course, add the lightness that real eggs would. That doesn't matter for a poundcake- a poundcake is supposed to be dense, heavy, rich, and sweet. But I wouldn't try to make a light white cake with this.

That recipe came from More Than Breakfasts, by Sue Gregg. Sue Gregg's cookbooks are very popular among many homeschoolers and women who are trying to improve the nutrition level of their cooking. In some cases I think they are overpriced and the information in most of them was not new to me. They would be helpful for beginners, and I've still got my eye on the Main Dishes cookbook and the Master Index the curriculum materials look nice, too)- however, for the time being we're doing without them. But, and I say this emphatically, but the Breakfast cookbook is more than worth its price. It is unique, comprehensive, and it is one of the ten or so cookbooks I simply could not manage without. (Amazon does not have it right now, but you can order directly from Sue Gregg at her website).

Dairy Substitutions
If you're out of milk, I think just about any liquid will do in most recipes (especially baked goods). Seriously. The flavor will vary accordingly, milk will be richer than water, but you can fiddle with other ingredients to make up for that.

And if you're out of sour cream- well, then, try this.

Forgot the Batteries?

You might have more of them around then you realized....



My jaw dropped open when I watched the first video on this post. 32 AA batteries for the cost of one 6 volt battery. Basic idea: big batteries mainly contain lots of little batteries, and they're cheaper that way. This is a seriously cool post- it includes a video on recharging batteries with a drill, something I don't want to do, but I know my husband will be fascinated and he'll think it's fun. You have GOT to watch these.

Hmm, as several commenters have noted, SNOPES says this is a fake. I am a little puzzled, because we already tried it, although not on a six volt lamp battery. It was six volts, but it wasn't a lamp battery, and it did contain smaller batteries, just not AA- and since we only tried it on a dead battery, it wasn't going to work anyway.

Last- Minute Gifts

Download music to a CD, print out your own CD cover.

Buy something from Amazon and print out a notice that the present is coming.

Buy a magazine subscription, see above.

Make up a booklet of coupons of services to offer - trash can emptying, dish duty, babysitting...

Print out a membership in the cookie, muffin, or bread of the month club- each month bake your recipient a batch of cookies or bread from a new recipe.

Make a photo cube from CD cases.

If you are a crafter and you have vellum and clear glass votive candle holders, you can make these very pretty candle holders.


Make a very pretty illuminated cube/candle holder with CD cases.


More ideas here.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Make Ahead Breakfast

French Toast Casserole

Peel an Egg Lickety Split



It's a promotional video for something else, and I don't know that I want somebody blowing all over my hard boiled egg, but it's a cool tip.

Home-made Christmas

In addition to some of the other ideas we've shared (click on the 'crafts' label below, and perhaps 'celebrations' to see our other posts in this vein), I really like the ideas and sentiments expressed in this post.

There are a few things you could do as last minute gifts or activities for the children.

FLDS, Dec. 23

Updates below:

Scroll down to see (highlighted in red) a disturbing admission by CPS

Put Jessop in the search engine and see 169 pictures of the very large Joseph S. Jessop family (forty children), their musical instruments, red tablecloths, afghan crocheted as a flag (RED, white, and blue), their horses (girls riding them and training them), their meal prep, thier cell phone and computer usage, their schooling (RED notebooks, oh, my), books, pictures on the wall, picnics, peach cobbler, toys- must be imposters, right, not true FLDS?


CPS violates the law. Again. Only the Houston Chronicle seems to be getting irritated about it finally.

CPS releases a report claiming that over 2/3 of the FLDS children were abused or neglected. Keep in mind that they have nonsuited all but about 19 of the 450+/- (I do not think they ever knew how many children they had) children they took from the ranch. And here's what they mean by claiming that over 2/3 were neglected or abused:
They believe 12 girls between the ages of 12 and 15 were abused (read: married). Then 274 children were neglected because their parents knew somebody in the household was involved in those 12 marriages (by being a part to it, a parent of a party to it, or by performing the ceremony) and did not move their children out of the house.

The entire report is here, as a PDF file, for what it's worth. It's clearly a CYA document- they claim, for instance, they kept sibling groups together to the extent possible, when siblings were split up more often than they were not- including a set of young twins. They also make a point of explaining that this was never about religion, even though their own people testified under oath that it was about a belief system, about following the prophet, and other statements laden with judgments about the religion.
They confirm that DFPS received a phone call about abuse on the ranch by one Sarah Barlow (who we now know doesn't exist) on March 30, but did not go to the ranch until April 3.
They misrepresent by omission their own expert's advice, Dr. Perry, who they claim said even the youngest children were at risk. But he added that the youngest children would suffer even greater harm if CPS separated them from their parents. CPS omits this from their report. They continue the single household claim. They claim they provided for attorneys and ad litems to meet with their clients, although that has been a complaint made by nearly all of them- that CPS would not let them see thier clients. And I find this information revealing:

The earliest marriage was in 2004 and the most recent known
marriage took place in July 2006. Two girls were 12 when married; three were 13; two were 14;
and five girls were 15 when married. Seven of these girls have had one or more children
marriage.

We don't know what state the 2004 marriage took place in, but it's unlikely to be TX. And it seems more than probable that CPS would consider it 'neglect' to live in the same household, in 2008, with a family that includes a 19 year old who was married in 2004.

The report also says:
Investigators also noticed a pattern
of deception. Women and children frequently said
they could not answer questions about the ages of
girls or family relationships. Children were moved
from location to location in an apparent attem
prevent investigators from talking to them.
Documents were being shredded. Girls told
investigators that no age was too young for
marriage and that “the Prophet” determined when
and who a girl should marry. Other school-aged
children and teens would provide only first names
and said they did not know their dates of birth or had been told by their parents not to answer
questions.
A pattern of noncooperation, perhaps, but this is not a pattern of deception, with the possible exception of the document shredding. They said they would not answer, that's not deceptive. And from what I recall from the court transcripts, one girl said no age was too young to marry.

I am not sure what the basis of their believe in 12 under-aged marriages is, Seven of them had one or more children, the report says. I'll have to look it up later to be sure, but weren't they telling us previously that they had 31, at least, who had children when they were under-aged, and now it's seven?

This number, 12 girls they 'believe' to have been married/abused, is confusing because the Grand Jury indicted only 9 men on charges of sexual assault of a child (which is what they call marriage to an under-aged girl in Texas, whether she be twelve or sixteen). Possibilities- some of the 9 men were married to more than one under-aged girl; CPS may believe it, but they don't have enough evidence for even a Grand Jury for three of the cases; CPS is including cases that are ten years old and happened in another state; more indictments are coming even though the GJ said not; CPS is exaggerating; CPS can't do math.


CPS agent Angie Voss testified under oath that every single one of the households at the ranch had been involved in under-aged marriage. CPS also previously argued that Dr. Barlow' children should be removed from his wife because he had participated in under-aged marriage himself, even though the marriage they called 'under-aged' was not under-aged at the time and place where it occurred.

Brooke Adams
has a more specific break-down of the report, including this:
Unable to complete (1 family): CPS was unable to complete the investigation due to an inability to locate the subjects of the allegations.
This raises a curious eyebrow, does it not? Anybody beside me suspect that chances are good this one family is the original, and very mythical, 'Sarah?'

Brooke Adams reminds us
:
The children were returned to their parents in June after the Texas Supreme Court ruled the state had overstepped in removing all the children when it only had evidence of abuse or neglect involving about a half-dozen girls. Many of the children were boys or younger than 5.

This demonstrates, once again, that yes, CPS did grossly overstep its boundaries, the state Supreme Court was correct and Judge Walthers was wrong.

CPS is still refusing to acknowledge the damage they did to those children under five. They prefer to insist that they needed to burn the village to save it:
Crimmins said the intention all along had been to conduct individual investigations, but the children were removed so that could be done. The agency had accused the parents of being uncooperative and deliberately obscuring the identity of the children.


That statement right there is a horrific admission- CPS believes it does get to remove your children FIRST and investigate individually later, even when we're talking about a situation like this, that does not involve a threat to life or limb. THAT attitude is what caught the attention of most of us who are not FLDS, not thrilled with polygamy, and certainly not in favor of under-aged marriage. They had evidence, at least sufficient for further investigation, of perhaps half a dozen cases involving post-pubescent girls. That is NOT sufficient cause to yank out nearly five hundred children, including over 200 who are not yet five years old and NOT in any danger of being married off this decade, let alone this month.

Crimmins and the rest of CPS (and that reporter, among others) seem not to have learned what the court was telling them:

Jack Sampson, a University of Texas School of Law professor who founded the law school's Children's Rights Clinic, says the Supreme Court's opinion drove home a point paramount in all parents' rights cases that will be remembered for a long time in Texas family courts: The state needs evidence of a threat to remove children from their homes on an emergency basis.

The high court, Sampson and the TRLA lawyers say, cut through the media frenzy and instead focused on what mattered: the evidence. Specifically, the court ruled that TDFPS had not shown enough evidence to warrant the emergency removal of the children.

The ruling, Warr says, means "the government cannot assume people are doing things bad, take away their children, and make them prove that they are not." Adds Balovich, "The decision corrected the balance of power between parents and the government in child removal cases."


(emphasis added) Incidentally, Sampson was initially a critic of TRLA, the agency that worked so hard to free the FLDS children, because he believed there were children in need of protection. His good will was CPS' to lose, and their dishonesty and disregard for basic evidentiary requirements did not help them. He still believes the Supreme Court's decision wasn't 'nuanced' enough- but that's in regard to the teen girls. He still believes the fallacious and pernicious doctrine that removing children from their homes and all they know is somehow a 'cautious' approach- 'erring on the side of caution.'

Update: Brooke looks over the CPS report and finds several areas to question. For instance (italics are Brooke's comments):
Of the 146 families investigated, 62 percent had a confirmed finding of abuse or neglect.
Keep reading and you'll see the report states that 96 percent of the cases, involving 424 children, have been nonsuited, or dismissed, because the children have been deemed safe with their families after their parents signed safety plans and took parenting classes.

Girls told investigators that no age was too young for marriage and that ''the Prophet'' determined when and who a girl should marry.
As I recall, just one girl made that statement. While it may be true that one in four girls between the ages of 12 and 17 were married, it is equally true that three out of every four girls that age were not married.
[...]
At the 14-day hearing, DFPS presented evidence gathered in the investigation that at least 20 young girls and women at the ranch, including five who were still minors at the time of the removal, had become pregnant from the ages of 13 to 17.
That count included a woman who allegedly gave birth in 1993, when she was 13, and another who was 22 when she conceived her first child. Of the five minors on a list presented in court, two were 15, two were 16 and one was 17 when they conceived a child.


The Modern Pharisee does the math
and points out that abuse rate for FLDS is still lower than for the population at large, if we trust CPS figures for that (and why would we?).

NCCPR calls it a work of fiction
:
There is an Orwellian cast to the report's repeated claims about keeping the children safe, healthy and comfortable. These claims are directly contradicted by the only independent witnesses to the children's internment – 11 therapists contracted by the state itself. For anyone who has forgotten, those statements are available here.

In the case of the 263 other children Texas CPS claims were abused, that means that they were allowed to live in households where underage marriages allegedly took place. But that problem could have been solved by removing the alleged abusers. And, indeed, criminal prosecutions now are underway. As we said at the outset, there never was a need to take these children from their mothers and traumatize them through their needless internment. That is made clear by the fact that all of the FLDS children except one is home, and only 15 are even under state supervision. What happened? Mostly, the mothers took a couple of parenting classes. Surely that could have been accomplished without traumatizing all those children with needless foster care in the first place.

But even if one were to assume that every single one of the 275 children Texas CPS claimed were "abused" needed to be taken – a claim I would argue is preposterous – that brings the total to 275. That still leaves 174 children who, Texas CPS now effectively admits, were taken for no reason whatsoever.

In effect, Texas CPS has admitted to engaging in child abuse on a massive scale.

In the appendix to the report CPS hides the little detail that 388 'allegations' of physical abuse were ruled out (remember the broken bones claim?)- only, who made those 388 allegations? CPS, I am sure. Nice work- make hundreds of accusations of child abuse and then pay yourself to 'investigate' your made-up allegations and rule them out.

Leftover Rice

You can:

Freeze it (reheat it later in the microwave, and it pretty much tastes the same)

Fried rice: Fry it with onions, a cup or two of other leftover vegetables and meat, top with soy sauce

Rice pudding

Rice for breakfast- reheat, top with butter, a bit of milk and honey

Mix in with chili, or combine with beans and spices and a bit of tomato sauce for red beans and rice

Spanish rice- fry an onion, reheat rice, add a couple spoonfuls of ketchup

Norton Juster...



I recently listened to The Phantom Tollbooth, and at the end there was an interview with Norton Juster. This is something N. Juster said his father would say to him when he entered the room:

"Ah ha! I see your coming early since lately. You used to be behind before but now you're first at last."

And then when he (Norton) looked confuzzled his father would walk over and pat him on the head and say:
"You're a good kid and I'd like to see you get a head- you need one."

And now here are some quotes from The Phantom Tollbooth (I love that book!)
"But it's not just learning things that's important. It's learning what to do with what you learn and learning why you learn things at all that matters."

"It's really quite simple: every time you decide something without having a good reason, you jump to Conclusions whether you like it or not. It's such an easy trip to make that I've been here hundreds of times."

"Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life.

"You must never feel badly about making mistakes," explained Reason quietly, "as long as you take the trouble to learn from them. For you often learn more by being wrong for the right reasons than you do by being right for the wrong reasons."

"A slavish concern for the composition of words is the sign of a bankrupt intellect. Be gone, odious wasp! You smell of decayed syllables."

The Mathemagician nodded knowingly and stroked his chin several times. “You’ll find,” he remarked gently, “that the only thing you can do easily is be wrong, and that’s hardly worth the effort.”

"Whatever we learn has a purpose and whatever we do affects everything and everyone else, if even in the tiniest way. Why, when a housefly flaps his wings, a breeze goes round the world; when a speck of dust falls to the ground, the entire planet weighs a little more; and when you stamp your foot, the earth moves slightly off its course. Whenever you laugh, gladness spreads like the ripples in a pond; and whenever you're sad, no one anywhere can be really happy. And it's much the same thing with knowledge, for whenever you learn something new, the whole world becomes that much richer."


"A good book written for children can be read by adults." Norton Juster

Blue Jean Quilt

For those who do sew (I learned that sewing is detrimental to my sanctification process*), this denim quilt made from thrifted and yard sale found blue jeans is so cute I can hardly stand it.

*Of all the frustrating things I have ever done or attempted in the entire world, nothing makes me feel like swearing more than sewing. So I just gave it up. It was nicer for all of us.

The Equuschick's Life as an English Novel

No, really.

She was thinking about that Sunday morning as she lay in bed coughing her guts up for what felt like the seven hundredth episode in the last two months, as Shasta was working and the rest of the family was either at church or at home coughing their own guts out.

She thought of all those good ol' depressing British classics and she thought to herself "I'd be one of those expendable characters and I'd be dead of consumption by now."

The timing is perfect if you think about it, because there's the appropriate arc where at first The Equuschick only had a slight cough or tickle in her throat and her childhood friend/enemy had become the love of her life and she's getting married and everything looks bright and rosy and there's only the tiniest hint of darkness on the horizon. (So tiny in fact, that you'd never notice it if you weren't caught up on all your classics and didn't know that if you cough in the beginning of an English classic novel you are DOOMED.)

And then there's the happy peaceful bit, and then there's the gradual descent where the coughing fits get longer and the breathlessness gets more pronounced and the bitter winter descends on the country house and the water pipes freeze. (They have.) It is Christmastime of course, and there's cheer and caroling and wassailing and gift-giving and it is just the perfect time of the year for a poor, weak, heroine of the classics to be found dead of consumption.

But of course The Equuschick is not a heroine of the classics, and however much we occasionally pretend we want to be such a character, she is much happier to a be a modern woman of today over at the Common Room house taking a hot shower and inhaling albuterol and writing this post on a laptop, and meanwhile health insurance cards arrive in a day or two and it will be off the doctor for drugs that will give her cancer but she won't care because she will be able to breathe and not die of consumption. Yes, The Equuschick is glad to be a Modern Woman.

Besides, if this were a Dickens novel it would actually only be the middle and not the end, because by the end (after The Equuschick's comsumptive demise) Shasta would have found another woman who was actually much better for him. And The Equuschick would have to come back from the dead and KILL HER.


*Of course, this post was written a couple days ago and since then it became known that health insurance cards were not forthcoming after all but some things simply won't wait so The Equuschick ended up at a clinic yesterday anyway to be prescribed the promised drugs that will eventually give her cancer but in the meantime, her consumptive demise is postponed.

It's a Wonderful Life

Here's what the NYT City Editor thinks of It's a Wonderful Life:

“It’s a Wonderful Life” is a terrifying, asphyxiating story about growing up and relinquishing your dreams, of seeing your father driven to the grave before his time, of living among bitter, small-minded people. It is a story of being trapped, of compromising, of watching others move ahead and away, of becoming so filled with rage that you verbally abuse your children, their teacher and your oppressively perfect wife.


There's more sourness at the link, and still more at the original article. But his conclusion puzzles me:
Not only is Pottersville cooler and more fun than Bedford Falls, it also would have had a much, much stronger future.


Pottersville is essentially a corporate owned town, and that corporation is Mr. Potter- who represents all that is greedy, selfish, and immoral about villainous Big Business. Who knew the NYT city editor had such a fondness for the villainous corporate fat cat? Possibly not even himself.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Ice.

I went on a walk this morning with D-man dog, and this was the view across the pasture. Still got quite a lot of ice, as you can see.

I suppose there are some compensations for 25 degrees below 0...




Another Semester Has Ended.

And this is the state of affairs last week, as I finished a research paper.

Before


Missing from this photo: crazed college student

After


Twenty-five minutes after submitting research paper. College student still crazed, but much happier... and actually has a bed to sleep in for the night. :)

Grades aren't up 'til Wednesday. Jolly good Christmas gift from the University, what?

Such a Good Man

When Shasta married our daughter and moved here to live within walking distance of our house, he gave up thousands (yes, that's plural) of dollars in income, moved from an apartment in the city with a swimming pool to a house over a hundred years old in the country, left the climate of Texas for this place (it's 25 degrees below zero today, and the ice has been coating the trees for d.a.y.s.

He left his routine, his friends, his family, his congregation and joined ours, our routine, our friends, our family, our local congregation. In short, he's had to do nearly all the adapting and changing, and there are pretty much no down-sides to this deal for us.

In the meantime, their hot water heater sprang a leak and had to be replaced, the stove quit working and had to be replaced, the hot water wasn't working at all when he moved in and that had to be fixed (he wasn't interested in showering here every day), Saturday night he got a flat tire (which he's have to fix in an unheated barn) and Sunday morning they woke up to frozen pipes, no hot or cold water.

They called to ask if they could come over here to shower.

"I am so sorry you have to put up with all this," I said.

"You and the Equuschick, you're always apologizing to me for this stuff that isn't anybody's fault. Why is that? It's not necessary."

"It's just that you've done so much and give up so much to come here and we appreciate it so much. I just want things to be easy and trouble-free for you," I said.

"But life's not easy, and that's not real life," he pointed out, "so I don't expect it, but if you ever figure it out you clue me in, okay?"

"And anyway," he said later when he came over to shower, "this kind of stuff just makes me appreciate having your family around even more."

And this is the man who told me this week that if reincarnation were true he'd come back as a toilet brush.

Who's the Stingiest of Them All?

Nicholas Kristoff pleads with his fellow libs to be more generous. But there's this striking blind spot in his thinking.

Imagine a group of people from the office go out to lunch every Friday. Imagine this is a bit of a hardship for 'Joe.' A few co-workers chip in to help Joe out, but Fred won't. Instead, Fred lobbies the company to dock everybody else's pay and give something extra to Joe so he can afford to go out to lunch. Is "Fred" really showing any compassion and generosity, or is he just being an officious busy-body? How about if Fred is also getting paid for lobbying the company, or managing the program docking everybody else's pay?

In Kristoff's world, Fred's the really generous guy.

Or imagine that Fred goes around guilt tripping everybody else into donating, but never personally donates any money of his own. Who's the cheapskate?

This holiday season is a time to examine who’s been naughty and who’s been nice, but I’m unhappy with my findings. The problem is this: We liberals are personally stingy.
Liberals show tremendous compassion in pushing for generous government spending to help the neediest people at home and abroad. Yet when it comes to individual contributions to charitable causes, liberals are cheapskates.


I find it nearly impossible to comprehend what's 'compassionate' about pushing for *other people's* money. There is nothing in the world stopping any one of us from giving extra money to the government if we like, or from donating directly to the poor (as seen by the fact that conservatives do the second without coercion from the likes of the 'Freds' of this world).

Arthur Brooks, the author of a book on donors to charity, “Who Really Cares,” cites data that households headed by conservatives give 30 percent more to charity than households headed by liberals. A study by Google found an even greater disproportion: average annual contributions reported by conservatives were almost double those of liberals.

Other research has reached similar conclusions. The “generosity index” from the Catalogue for Philanthropy typically finds that red states are the most likely to give to nonprofits, while Northeastern states are least likely to do so.

The upshot is that Democrats, who speak passionately about the hungry and homeless, personally fork over less money to charity than Republicans — the ones who try to cut health insurance for children.


And Kristoff has to resort to a lie to bolster his claim that Republicans lack compassion- they aren't opposed to health care insurance for children, they just don't believe this is an appropriate function of the federal government. Or at least, the true conservatives don't.

“When I started doing research on charity,” Mr. Brooks wrote, “I expected to find that political liberals — who, I believed, genuinely cared more about others than conservatives did — would turn out to be the most privately charitable people. So when my early findings led me to the opposite conclusion, I assumed I had made some sort of technical error. I re-ran analyses. I got new data. Nothing worked. In the end, I had no option but to change my views.”


I'm glad he was honest enough to change his views. I wonder why he was so sure that political liberals cared more about others? What was the basis for those assumptions? It's unlikely to have been personal experience, unless his personal experience was quite different from the statistical norm.

According to Google’s figures, if donations to all religious organizations are excluded, liberals give slightly more to charity than conservatives do. But Mr. Brooks says that if measuring by the percentage of income given, conservatives are more generous than liberals even to secular causes.

In any case, if conservative donations often end up building extravagant churches, liberal donations frequently sustain art museums, symphonies, schools and universities that cater to the well-off. (It’s great to support the arts and education, but they’re not the same as charity for the needy. And some research suggests that donations to education actually increase inequality because they go mostly to elite institutions attended by the wealthy.)

Conservatives also appear to be more generous than liberals in nonfinancial ways. People in red states are considerably more likely to volunteer for good causes, and conservatives give blood more often. If liberals and moderates gave blood as often as conservatives, Mr. Brooks said, the American blood supply would increase by 45 percent.


I can't claim any brownie points there, I haven't donated blood. My husband and mother have, quite regularly. But I wonder why liberals and moderates are disinclined to donate blood?

Kristoff wants to see liberals giving more this Christmas:

Of course, given the economic pinch these days, charity isn’t on the top of anyone’s agenda. Yet the financial ability to contribute to charity, and the willingness to do so, are strikingly unrelated. Amazingly, the working poor, who have the least resources, somehow manage to be more generous as a percentage of income than the middle class.

So, even in tough times, there are ways to help. Come on liberals, redeem yourselves, and put your wallets where your hearts are.


For where your treasure is, there will your heart be, also. I think they already have.

Finding Your Frugal Meter

A dear friend sent me these two links- in the first, Neal Templin talks about how he got a used bike for Christmas and liked it, and subsequently did the same for his son, and how his wife's traditions are rather more extravagant. (which is not always the same as being a spendthrift. If you can afford extravagant it's not being a spendthrift).

In the second, he responds to a reader who wrote:

"Do you have a hobby?" she wrote. "Do you ever buy your wife nice jewelry or expensive perfume? Did you ever take the family on a great vacation where the experience played a larger part than the cost? Any one of us could drop dead tomorrow -- please don't have your family be sorry that you never enjoyed life and perhaps breathe a small sigh of relief that they now will."


He responds by pointing out that he was just writing about one aspect of his life and sharing some of the splurges he indulges in, and then says,
If the question is whether I ever completely forget about money and just do whatever the heck I feel like -- no matter the cost -- the answer, I'm afraid, is no.

We've raised three kids on one salary, and it seemed wrong to me to spend money we don't have. On top of that, I hate waste. And paying too much for something makes me a little ill.


I feel much the same way. It's painful to me when I foolishly waste money or end up throwing out food that spoiled because I didn't remember I had it in time to use it up. I am truly, honestly, to the bottom of my soul happier to have my husband give me a .25 used book I wanted even it came from the thrift shop than a fifty dollar item brand new.

But has being tight with a dollar gotten in the way of my enjoying life? Yes, there have been times. But to be perfectly frank, most of the things I enjoy most in life -- reading, writing, hiking, spending time with friends and family -- aren't horribly expensive. I actually get paid to write. So I feel fortunate, not deprived.

I also know that we live in a society that has lived beyond its means. Much of the wealth around us was created by a huge increase in debt. Now, with the economy shrinking and credit tightening, much of that debt is going to disappear. Like it or not, America may once again become a place where people watch every penny.

The trick will be curbing our spending without making life miserable. I draw one line. Readers may draw another.


I blogged about this before, sharing some examples of things some would consider extreme frugality (and in one case, I did, too).

One night this weekend I amused myself by making paper bows from an old catalog while visiting with my family and friends. I enjoyed myself- it was a craft I could do (these are few) that looked decent (even fewer), it was nearly free (outstanding), useful, and I didn't have to get up to do it, and I could make bows while visiting with friends. My mother, however, thought it was a waste of time. She thought this in spite of being the frugal queen she is- this is the woman, after all, who gathered up toilet paper when I was a kid and somebody tee-peed the house and re-used it. As toilet paper. If she didn't have the bows, she'd just do without.

The point is living within our means. How we do that will vary from home to home, and even from month to month.

Bail-out News

The banks are 'declining' to tell the public what our money is being used for.

"Amendment X" in the comments at the above link explains why we do not have a free market economy:

Try to download the Federal Register in less than a month on a T1 line.
Got a question for ya- tell me everything you know about the mohair subsidy. How’s ethanol working out there in the non-government controlled economy? Search out some images for those new oil refineries for me, will ya? If I were an orange grower and you saw an orange in my orchard, on one of my trees that you wanted to buy, and that orange were 3.25″ in diameter and I sold and you bought it, which one of us just broke a federal law?


The AP asked 21 banks who received bail-out funds how they were spending the money, and basically were told it was nobody's business:
The answers highlight the secrecy surrounding the Troubled Asset Relief Program, which earmarked $700 billion — about the size of the Netherlands' economy — to help rescue the financial industry. The Treasury Department has been using the money to buy stock in U.S. banks, hoping that the sudden inflow of cash will get banks to start lending money.

There has been no accounting of how banks spend that money. Lawmakers summoned bank executives to Capitol Hill last month and implored them to lend the money — not to hoard it or spend it on corporate bonuses, junkets or to buy other banks. But there is no process in place to make sure that's happening and there are no consequences for banks who don't comply.

"It is entirely appropriate for the American people to know how their taxpayer dollars are being spent in private industry," said Elizabeth Warren, the top congressional watchdog overseeing the financial bailout.

But, at least for now, there's no way for taxpayers to find that out.

More piggies at the trough:
With a record amount of commercial real-estate debt coming due, some of the country’s biggest property developers have become the latest to go hat-in-hand to the government for assistance....
To head off some of the impending pain, the industry is asking to be included in a new $200 billion loan program initially created by the government to salvage the market for car loans, student loans and credit-card debt. This money is intended to go directly to help investors finance purchases of securities backed by these assets. If commercial real estate is included, banks might have an incentive to make more loans to developers since they'd be able to repackage and sell them more easily to investors with the assurance of government backing.

As part of their lobbying efforts, some industry representatives have asked lawmakers to explore the idea of setting up a separate program aimed at boosting lending to commercial real estate only.


One response to, in part, government bail-outs
of industry- other countries moving to install trade protections to compensate for the unfair advantage of government subsidies.

GM and Chrysler are getting a bail-out from Canada, too.

bonnet tip to FEE for some of the above links.

Cheaper Ground Beef

We don't have any large chain grocery stores in our town- all three of them are locally owned- one is a part of a larger chain, but still as the local, small-town friendliness. EAch of them will grind any cut of meat I buy there. So if you buy the cut of beef that's on sale cheapest that week (or from the mark-down case) and ask the meat department to grind it up for you, you'll have some great ground beef for less than the usual price.

You may need to go pick out your meat first so they can grind it up for you while you shop.

Frugal gifting

Hey, I have a gift closet, too. In years past when we had no space, I kept a gift tote, usually in my closet or under the bed.

Cute- decorate clothespins, use them with ribbon to attach Christmas cards, pictures, or other decorations up around a doorpost.

How many people do you know who are getting home-made marshmallows this year? What a cool gift this would be along with a jar of home-made hot cocoa mix.

Calling Everybody to Dinner

I mentioned some of the things we've done to make our living space work for a family our size. Here's something else we do to make living life as we aspire work for a family our size.

We picked it up from a larger family than ours who lived in a large, sprawling farm house. We never saw the inside of their house, but mutual friends told us that when it was dinner time, instead of roaming through the halls and pausing at doorways to screech "TIME TO EEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTT" like a family of fishwives, those who were near the kitchen would begin to sing a German song that went something like this (this is a strictly phonetic rendition):

Veer habin hoonga, hoonga, hoonga
Habin hoonga, hoonga, hoonga
Habin hoonga, hoonga, hoonga
Habin dirst.

Which, roughly translated would be 'we're having hunger, hunger, hunger.... having thirst.'

The singing would carry through the house, and as other family members heard the song and came to the kitchen they, too, would join in the singing, making it swell to the rafters, calling the family members even from the outer edges of the rambling farm house.

We found that tradition charming and made it one of our own.

Sometimes we sing that song, too. More often, we sing:

1. "All things are ready," come to the feast!
Come, for the table now is spread;
Ye famishing, ye weary, come
and thou shalt be richly fed.

Refrain:
Hear the invitation.
Hear the invitation, whosoever will
Come, "whosoever will"
Hear the invitation, whosoever will
Praise God for full salvation
Praise God for full salvation for "whosoever will"
For "whosoever will."


We seldom make it to the chorus before everyone has joined us, and only once have we make it all the way through the full first verse and the chorus before the last straggler arrives and joins in.

We find this much more pleasant than screeching.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Sunday Hymn Post

Day of judgment! Day of wonders!
Hark! the trumpet’s awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round!
How the summons wilt the sinner’s heart confound!

See the Judge, our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine!
You who long for His appearing
Then shall say, “This God is mine!”
Gracious Savior, own me in that day for Thine!

At His call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
All the powers of nature shaken
By His look, prepares to flee.
Careless sinner, what will then become of thee?

Horrors, past imagination,
Will surprise your trembling heart,
When you hear your condemnation,
“Hence, accursed wretch, depart!
Thou, with Satan and his angels, have thy part!”

Satan, who now tries to please you,
Lest you timely warning take,
When that word is past, will seize you,
Plunge you in the burning lake:
Think, poor sinner, thy eternal all’s at stake.

But to those who have confessèd,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, “Come near, ye blessèd,
See the kingdom I bestow;
You forever shall My love and glory know.”

Under sorrows and reproaches,
May this thought your courage raise!
Swiftly God’s great day approaches,
Sighs shall then be changed to praise.
We shall triumph when the world is in a blaze.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Large Family, Small Space

Kim, at Life in a Shoe, has been blogging about a large family living in a small house and to make it work.

We don't live in a small house anymore, not even close. I got so carried away with houseplans after spending three years with only one bathroom that I put five bathrooms in this house. Okay, I took one of them out again when I was being practical, but there are three full bathrooms (one of them quite tiny), and one nearly so (shower instead of bathtub). I am almost embarrassed about that, but to tell you the truth it's more like I have this sneaking suspicious that I probably ought to be ashamed of my materialism here, but I just can't work up anything close to repentance over it. I LIKE my four bathrooms. Very, very much.

Still, until we lived in THIS house, we'd been living in houses designed for families about half our size for most of our lives- having been living on one income since 1982. We came up with various solutions to help fit our family into the house we have, whatever it looked like (military families move often, did you know?). What worked best in one house might be a terrible, awful, no good and very bad idea in a different one, and what worked with five children under nine, three of them in diapers was not the same thing that worked best with seven children under 15. Adapt, adapt, adapt.

We did not always have a lot of spare sheets, but what spare sheets we did have were stored between the mattress and the boxspring of the bed they fit.

Aim High, a suitable phrase for an Air Force family: by this I mean we worked to have vertical storage rather than horizontal. I've put one dresser on top of another one to make more floor space before, and I'd usually rather have a tall, narrow bookcase than a low, wide one.

Put the legs of beds on bricks or buy those 'bed risers' from the local department store ( we found a set on clearance; turns out they even work under bunk beds) or stack them on paint cans. This gives you more under the bed storage- many places we've lived this has been where the Progeny kept clothes instead of a dresser, or where they kept toys instead of a toybox.

Get dual purpose furniture. Need a bench for the dining room table? Get a trunk or chest with storage space under the seat. Need an end table? Get a piece of furniture with storage space. Need a toy box? Make it one the children can sit on when the lid is closed.

Look for skirt hangers at thrift shops. These handy hangers have a row of rungs with clips on them. You can fit multiple skirts on these in tiers, and they take up no more space than two or three skirts would in your closet. (Make a couple yourself with some wire hangers and clothespins).

Do not limit yourself to the intended use of a particular space. We've used a kitchen cupboard for a bookshelf, a bathroom shower for a broom closet and tool storage, a storage room for a dining room, kept the microwave in a bedroom, put a hutch top on a desk, used a hutch top on a workbench for a baking center, and in the last house we used an old ice-cream table and a crate for a computer desk.

Use a walk in closet for a small play room or napping area for baby.

put hooks on walls, doors, anywhere you can to hang up coats and clothes.

In a couple houses where we lived, there really wasn't even room for the children to keep their towels in the bathroom. So they had names on their towels, a hook over the bedroom door, and they had to keep their bath towel in their room. My husband put a mirror inside a kitchen cupboard and shaved and brushed his teeth in the kitchen. We staggered showers. We didn't permit reading in the bathroom (anathema). Long, leisurely baths were for the middle of the night, and even then, somebody might need to come in. We even made sure we used the bathroom before we came home if we were running errands.

Get a potrack in your kitchen. It does not have to be a big, expensive fancy one. Mine was 7.00 at a thrift shop, plus the price of the chains and hooks to hang it. Mind was not originally a pot rack. I don't exactly know what it was. It is a smallish, green rectangular wrack of some sort. I turned it upside down and it makes a great pot rack. At least, it did in the little house we last lived in. Now I've flipped it over and hang wind chimes from it and set plants in it inside the sunroom.
I have seen potracks made with old wagon wheels, bicycle wheels, even an old oven rack would work. Be creative!

When you need to maximize floor space you need to wring out every inch of closet space. When our older children were smaller we put an extra rod in the closet, several feet below the first one. Five little girls could share one closet because dresses for small people don't take up much space, and by the addition of the extra rod we'd doubled the length of their hang-up space. We hung up everything in that closet because we wanted the floor space that dressers took. An entire outfit could fit on each hanger. This made dressing much simpler, too, as everything they needed, including underwear, was right there on the hanger. Shirts, sweaters, skirts, blue jeans- everything goes in the closet. Sweaters can be attached to a hanger with clothespins to prevent those pointy hanger marks from stretching out the sweater.

When we were in the midst of planning the new house I realized just how long we've been making do with the space in which we find ourselves when I overheard Pipsqueak and the HG (an honour student in college, please remember) discussing the new house we're building. Pip wanted to know if there would really be closets in every bedroom, or would some of them have to share closets (our little house had one closet downstairs, and two upstairs where water froze solid in the winter and Shasta won't even let his cats sleep there because it's too cold, but three of my children slept there for three years).

HG told her yes, they'd have their own closets, except possibly she and Pip would end up sharing, but she had this really cool idea that she'd learned while visiting a friend in Texas. "Pip," she said, "We can get a dresser and put sweaters and t-shirts in the drawers! That frees up lots of closet space!"

We even have a linen closet in the new house, and our youngest two only recently stopped insisting on telling visitors, in awestruck voices, about the new closet that is just for sheets and things. If I ever I get around to feeling bad about my four bathrooms, I will probably throw in a smidgeon of guilt over the linen closet, but as linen closets go it's pretty small, so maybe not.

One more thing we did that worked very nicely was invest in a set of tv trays- the kind with legs that you can fold out and move from place place, or fold them in and stick out of the way somewhere. This is nice when we have company- still- because visitors can sit anywhere and eat conveniently. But we also used them often in the little house for games and puzzles- we could pull out a table for an hour or so, and then tuck it away, regaining our floor space, when we were done. We even used it for letter writing, school, and so forth- since our dining room table was most often being used to fold the laundry.

To tell the truth, while we do relish the space we have here and the things we are able to do with that space- take in a young mother with a new baby for a while, let a family of five live with us for a few months, host upwards of fifty people for singings, have approximately a dozen girls all get ready for a wedding at once without much of a strain, invite friends with no power to drop in at a moment's notice- there were advantages to the small house, too. A few days after moving into this house my youngest girl asked me to stop unpacking and snuggle with her a bit, because, she said, "It's kinda..... lonely here." Now I miss the forced closeness at times- in the little house when something funny or terrible happened, everybody ran to hear the news- laughter or 'Oh, NO' alike could be heard all over the house. In the big house, I have to go track people down and tell them my news or ask them to snuggle with me because... it's kinda lonely here....

And then I think of my four bathrooms and realize that after all, it wasn't that hard living with only one.

But it is much easier living with four.

Hmmm

Job offers don't come together overnight, and for obvious reasons, the hiring process and job interviews are usually confidential. But this means that now we have two examples where members of the press were "covering" the Obama campaign while at the same time angling for a job with them. Not exactly an ideal circumstance for criticism, fairness or objectivity. (To her credit, Douglass actually had a respectable interview of Obama strategist David Plouffe in the weeks before she was hired. But other comments from around the same time looked like blatant buttering-up of a prospective employer.)


More here.

First Ammendment Doesn't Cover "Annoying Speech"

In Brighton City, Michigan:


The Brighton City Council on Thursday approved an ordinance allowing police in the Livingston County community to ticket and fine anyone who is annoying in public "by word of mouth, sign or motions."
The Livingston County Daily Press & Argus of Howell reports the measure is modeled on a similar ordinance in the Detroit suburb of Royal Oak.


You see what's coming, right? The folks who passed this ordinance, one assumes they used 'mouths, signs, or motions' on the Brighton City Council and in the Detroit suburb of Royal Oak annoy me. Ticket and fine them, post haste.

Reading Challenge

via Indiana Jane's blog I found the reading challenge- read 100 books in 2009. Find out more.

My problem isn't reading quantity, it's quality. I'd like to read twelve particularly worthwhile books in 2009. Join me?

Who Is John Holdren?

Back in 2005 we blogged about Paul Ehrlich, author of the Population Bomb, and a bet he had going with Julian Simon, who didn't believe his Mathusian doomsday predictions and asked him to put his money where his mouth is.
Ehrlich lost that bet.

Erhlich asked for a little help in placing his bet, and he got it from the man Obama is considering for his Science Advisor:

Dr. Holdren, now a physicist at Harvard, was one of the experts in natural resources whom Paul Ehrlich enlisted in his famous bet against the economist Julian Simon during the “energy crisis” of the 1980s. Dr. Simon, who disagreed with environmentalists’ predictions of a new “age of scarcity” of natural resources, offered to bet that any natural resource would be cheaper at any date in the future. Dr. Ehrlich accepted the challenge and asked Dr. Holdren, then the co-director of the graduate program in energy and resources at the University of California, Berkeley, and another Berkeley professor, John Harte, for help in choosing which resources would become scarce.

In 1980 Dr. Holdren helped select five metals — chrome, copper, nickel, tin and tungsten — and joined Dr. Ehrlich and Dr. Harte in betting $1,000 that those metals would be [more expensive] ten years later. They turned out to be wrong on all five metals, and had to pay up when the bet came due in 1990.


Yet as recently as 2006 Holdren was favorably quoting Ehrlich as though he'd ever been accurate about much of anything, which he has not.

He's pretty intolerant of those who don't see things his way, as well. More about that here, and it's an important read.

Here's a collection of representative interviews, media appearances, and articles.

Frugal Christmas Gifts (Frugal Birthday Gifts, too)

from Frugal Fridays of December 11:



I like this very basic recipe for bath salts. Vary the essential oils used to incorporate whatever you have on hand, and yes, I always do have essential oils on hand. I consider them... essential.=) Okay, that maybe isn't very practical, so I'm inconsistent. They are expensive, except they last a long time because you only need a few drops- go in with a friend or two to spread the cost out.

Don't you love it when somebody else does the browsing for you, screening out the dross and sharing the coolest websites, like unique and special coloring book pages so you can print out a coloring book of a truly one-of-a-kind design, or the best of the best paper toys to make?

1 in 10 Americans are NOT Connected with the Auto Industry After All

It's an interesting exercise in chasing down a statistic and perhaps an interesting illustration of the fact that 79 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot (like that one)- nobody wants to claim it, and it turns out most people who know anything about it want to refute it.

Updated to highlight another point Lucille brings up in the comments- whatever the figure is, it's still deceptive.

It's also comedic. At lest two media sources credit CAR (Center for Automotive Research) with the 1 in 10 or 13 million livelihoods affected stat. CAR says no, not, I, only some 2 point something or other million jobs would be affected. GM used the figures and cited the Auto Alliance, which does quote the 13 million or 1 in 10 number on the website. But Auto Alliance said they got the numbers from CAR. This is comedy gold:

But when the Auto Alliance, which quotes the figure on its Web site, was asked where it came from, spokesman Charles Territo, said they got it from CAR.

"They're the ones that we're getting the research from," said Territo. "They're the economists."

When told CAR had denied that 13 million American jobs would be affected, Territo said the "2 million jobs is just a small piece."

"Millions of people are dependent on this industry. That number includes things like carwashes, drive-throughs, and restaurants near plants. This is a very broad analysis," he said.


I guess because people wash new cars more than they do old cars, and buy fast food more, too, it seems?

The restaurants near plants I understand, although it's still not entirely honest. The people who work in the auto plants spend money, and the people they support with their paychecks will be affected if they don't have a paycheck anymore- the people who work in local restaurants, businesses, selling services like hair cuts, cable television, lawn care, day care, and so on.
But then, accurately speaking, those industries are not dependent on the automotive industry, they are dependent on their customers being employed, it does not matter by whom. And they aren't that dependent on the customers being employed at the moment, because UAW workers get 95 percent of their full pay for years even when they've been laid off.

In fact, in this article we read Peter Morici's testimony (he's a University of Maryland prof) that around 2,000 of every car manufactured by these auto industries goes to pay employee benefits- which would include the ongoing paychecks of people who aren't even working for the company anymore.

Corker asked Rick Wagoner, CEO of General Motors, why with all of the measures he has taken to prevent a collapse, his company was still not making money.

“Is it because of the (United Auto Workers) union?” Corker asked pointedly.

Wagoner, who demurred from answering directly, said that even at plants that are closing, “85 percent” of union employment benefits still “have to be paid.” He said that GM has had to restructure and reduce the cost of operating in the U.S., but the company still pays for employees that are not currently working at “idle facilities.”

Chrysler Chairman Robert Nardelli, facing a similar question from Corker, confirmed that “agreements are in place” between Chrysler and UAW that, regardless of demand, Chrysler must still operate at a pay rate of 95 percent of wages for employees not currently working at idle facilities.

Peter Morici, a professor at the University of Maryland’s school of business, told CNSNews.com that one of the biggest problems the companies face is the UAW’s Jobs Bank – a program established more than two decades ago that guarantees nearly full salary and benefits to out-of-work employees.

“Right now if a plant closes in St. Louis and a new one opens in Kansas City, the workers don’t have to move from St. Louis to Kansas City; they can opt to get a $105,000 payout or go on Jobs Bank where they can collect 95 percent of pay for the rest of their lives,” Morici said.


Following through on this line of thought, it would appear that maybe the UAW is counting both current employees of the big three, and those who have been laid off and don't do any work for the automobile industry (or anybody else), but still collect money from places like GM or Chrysler:

Thousands of laid-off auto workers get paid $31 an hour to sit around and do nothing all year under a controversial program that could continue even if American taxpayers bail out the American auto industry.

The program, called "Jobs Banks," has been around for 24 years. Some of the employees at jobs banks choose to do community service, but others do crossword puzzles and watch TV all day -- or just stare at a wall. If you're a laid-off auto worker, it's what comes with your pink slip, thanks to a deal struck in 1984 between the United Auto Workers and the Big Three carmakers.

The program is likely to continue if Congress approves a $25 billion bailout of the industry. But if the automakers go bankrupt, some analysts say, they may be able to eliminate the program, which would abruptly eliminate benefits to the workers in it.

"Subject to some limits, management could find itself in a position to terminate the program," said Edward R. Morrison, a professor at Columbia Law School and a bankruptcy law expert. "The [laid off] employees may become 'creditors' with claims against the company -- they would be in the same position as bond holders and other creditors."

A second bankruptcy law expert, George Mason University Professor Todd Zywicki, said, "This is exactly the sort of thing bankruptcy is useful for ... to get rid of programs that don't do the company any good.


If the companies go bankrupt, they might not collect their 31 dollar an hour paycheck for leisure time anymore, and then they'd stop washing their cars and eating out. Somehow, I fail to see why this ought to be GM's responsibility, or mine.

The Seal-Bark Cough of Doom

One of the Progeny had croup on a regular basis until sometime after her tenth year. Most children, we are told, outgrow it by two.

When she was about sixish we took her to the doctor to ask if this was normal. The expert shrugged his shoulders and said doubtfully he was sure it would be fine. "After all," he said, "You don't ever see adults with croup, so obviously the kids all outgrow it."

"Not so obvious, Doctor. Maybe you never see adults with croup because eventually the kids who don't outgrow it die from it!!" That's what I thought. I didn't say it, but I was thinking it. Jenny wonders why I go out of my way to think up such horrors, and is astonished when I tell her how often they come unbidden to my mind. I have to go out of my way NOT to think of them.

Croup, it turns out, often isn't croup in older kids. It's asthma, (or sometimes something called Reactive Airway Disease, depending on your doctor) Oh.

On the other hand, sometimes it's just croup. "Just" croup- what an innocuous thing to call that seal bark cough, the gaspings for breath, the rasping throat, the heaving chest, the wide, frightened eyes of a child who can't get enough air. "Just" croup. I hate it.

Our second child started it- I'd never heard anything like it before and called our emergency room to make them listen to her and give us advice. They wouldn't tell us anything- "If you think it's an emergency, bring her in, if you don't, then don't." I understand they were avoiding a lawsuit, but that wasn't helpful advice to me. I think I found something about it in my Dr. Spock book- that was in the days before the internet. Later a friend told me more about it and gave me a few pointers on things to do.

There was the time my husband was deployed, our fifth child awoke panicked, gasping, barking, and getting worse. I did everything we knew (we'd added quite a list to our repertoire of treatments)- my eldest up with me helping, and none of it worked. I called the nurse's hotline. The nurse listened a moment and then said sharply, "Ma'am, hang up the phone and get to the emergency room asap." I did, crying and praying on the way because we lived some thirty minutes from the ER and barring a miracle, this child wasn't going to make the drive. It was cool and moist outside, and with the window down, the child was breathing normally within the agonizing lifetime it took to get from my front porch to the gas station five miles down the road, doing over 60 mph. In fact, she was breathing so normally, and was so chipper and chirpy that I turned around and went home, calling the nurse back to say the child started breathing fine in the car, what should we do. She said stay home unless we had another attack.

Then there was the week we'd camped out in our backyard for fun- in the tent with a grill placed in a hollowed out spot in the ground for a 'campfire.' We had a grand time- until in rapid succession my three yo