The first and primary reason for this post is D-Day. Gotta remember it. Never forget it.
I swear my kids will watch all of Band of Brothers and Pvt. Ryan before they leave home to enter the real world. By God, theywill understand what our Armed Forces have done and still do for their liberty and that the US is a positive influence on the world.
We can argue about the license taken with BoB but if you want pure facts, the history books are there. But if you want to show someone the flavor, as much as one can without living it, watch the documentaries and the movies that are everywhere.
Brings us to the other point… our Beloved Leader, also the CiC of our military, stiffed D-Day for a third year. Not a peep. The bastard. And Michelle O. is asking on his behalf for another term so they can finish what they started.
My blood runs cold.
I’m going to take a stab and assume that our President and First Lady’s caregivers were not much on honoring those who have honored us through their sacrifices.
Today is also D-Day in another way. How about as in “Stuff a Duck Day”?
California is banning foie gras. If you don’t know what it is, it is a cruel process by which they force feed a duck vast amounts of corn so it can grow nice tasty yummy fatty liver(s). If you don’t know where I stand on the matter, I favor a stainless saute pan but have been known to use whatever is handy. Hell, in a pinch I’d cook one in a campfire with aluminum foil, but it’s not my first choice.
Yes, in the right forms I will consume an animal’s poison filter – with gusto. Since I am not rich I generally opt for my Christmas liver allotment in non-duck (or goose) forms – braunschweiger. Three cheers for pigs! I proudly carry an inverse-PETA card – People for the Eating of Tasty Animals.
Yes, I know that shoots down any chance of ever meeting Charlize Theron but I’m happily married with kids and my odds were pretty low anyway.
I say we all run out and buy some to keep the Duck Stuffers™ in business. Nobody wants California Duck Squeezers™ thinking it can call the shots.
Addendum: I am currently eating Cheez-Its™ and wishing to hell I had some liverwurst to smear on them. It’s an Oregon-ey redneck-ey thing.