Free The Animal

Here was this morning’s meal; a frittata, one of my favorite things to prepare on a late Saturday morning. This one’s got some onion sautéed in sweet butter, sweet green pepper, chicken sausage, bacon and of course the sliced tomato. It’s sprinkled with a little Italian seasoning, and also some paprika, which puts the brownish crust to the top. I may have said this before, but while most frittata recipes call for putting everything into a cold pan and into the oven, I always heat the pan on the stove and put in the eggs when it’s hot in order to get a good skin on the bottom. Bea and I only ate half of this and I’ll eat the leftovers right out of the fridge. It’s like cold pizza, which I do like (one reason I always put Italian seasoning). On the side is an avocado mashed up with some cream cheese and seasoned with cayenne pepper for some kick. Of course, there’s the rest of the bacon I cooked up, and in the bowls is fresh blueberries and red grapes, bathed in unsweetened heavy cream in order to get the total saturated fat content up. Here’s a couple…

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Jack Lalanne, now nearly 94 years old, knew what he was talking about back in the 50s, and 50 years later there’s still a bunch of idiots telling you to eat all the wrong things. Take a look. That was via Dr. Michael Eades, from a post comparing Lalanne to the father of the low-fat low-cholesterol myth, Ancel Keys. Take a look at those photos. As an aside, observe the natural beauty of body building as it used to be, in the form of Lalanne, and Steve Reeves. Both of those are reminiscent of the sculpture of David, I’d say. Of course, this is what it might look like if sculpted today. Later: Art DeVany on classic vs. modern bodybuilding.

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And I said, what about, Breakfast at Tiffany’s? She said I, think I, remember the film And as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it And I said, well that’s, the one thing we’ve got I’m hooked on Apple TV, if you must know. And yesterday afternoon I rented Breakfast at Tiffany’s starring the trés mignionne Audrey Hepburn and watched it for what I believe may the very first time, though I seem to recall some of the funny Mickey Rooney bits as Mr. Yunioshi. Hey, here’s the original trailer. I just thought the film was a delight from start to finish. They just don’t seem to make ‘em like that, anymore. Or, perhaps it’s because I’m just from a different era, or something. I note that the film was released in 1961, 47 years ago and the year I was born. It’s just nice to see a feel good film where people are civilized, one could almost say, to a fault (excepting the bit of shoplifting, I suppose). Do you know what I mean? I could run things down, but the whole premise and undercurrent of the film is that people have their own lives, owe…

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Edward Cline did — bury one, that is. It’s well deserved. Buckley saved their necks and provided them with a “system” of ideas they could feel at home with. He persuaded a spent and ideologically rudderless conservative movement to base its political philosophy on religion, altruism, and self-sacrifice as an alternative to the “atheistic” liberal welfare state of society, altruism and self-sacrifice. Individual rights were nothing to him if not “God-given.” He was as much an enemy of freedom – and of freedom of speech – as any holy-roller Democrat. Fundamentally, there is no difference between the policies advocated by “atheistic” or secular collectivists and “religious” ones. Buckley never seriously challenged the “status quo” of controls, deficit spending, or the regulation of business and industry. He was one of the original advocates of volunteerism or mandatory public service. Damn right. Read the whole thing. The title is Billy’s line.

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Here we go again. Another presumably smart person lashing out, getting together with a bunch of other presumably smart people, all who feel threatened because their primitive superstitious beliefs make them look increasingly like fucking morons rather than…well…”presumably smart people.” So, they’re going to try to poke a hole or two in Natural Selection, which is then somehow, magically, supposed to make your imaginary friend more real. Either they are fucking morons, or they surely think you are. Just deal with it (reality) and stop the silly nonsense in dressing up non-science with a nice pink ribbon. Religion is a pig when seen as anything other than fantasy. As fantasy, go ahead and knock yourselves out. Jesus. Later: And just to make it clear, the premise of the film, that you can’t question Darwinism is a load of bullshit, not to mention a big fat lie. Real scientists are out questioning Darwin’s hypothesis every single day. That’s how science is done: you form a hypothesis that’s falsifiable in the sense that it’s formed in a way that allows it to be tested, so that if false, you can actually prove it false, and if true, you can’t; in spite of…

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