Parmesan Shrimp Fries with Bacon

Don’t judge and don’t be a hater. If your diet doesn’t allow it, that’s your affair. Is this turning into a food blog after the chili survey yesterday — and now this? I know, it needs more bacon. You can eat it with a fork if you want to, but fingers work just as well.

Eat up…

 

Dueling

I suspect that dueling has gone on between aggrieved males since the dawn of time. Over time, rules were established to regulate (make regular) the practice.

European sword design in the renaissance and beyond gradually tended towards smaller, more dextrous blades. People are less impressed by backswords, sideswords, smallswords, and rapiers because they aren’t as intimidating and crude as medieval swords. An aspect of this may be the sense of civility and refinement being attached to things from beyond the medieval period. To me, sabers brought a sense of going at each other with meat cleavers, not to first cut, but to a finished argument

The 1796 light cavalry saber (below) is a 33-inch cleaver, mass-produced by numerous warring armies with only slight variations.

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You don’t really grasp just how massive these sorts of hussar swords are until you see two guys trying to chop each other apart with them. The blades are half as long as their bodies, almost as wide as their hands.

Pistols were used as well as they came into common use, often produced in matched sets for the purpose. The practice has been outlawed but it was a matter of aggrieved and often slandered gentlemen to deal with personal offense.

 

 

Mitchell Livingstone WerBell III

He was an OSS operator, government-sanctioned heroin smuggler, creator of the famous SIONICS line of firearms suppressors, gun-for-hire for a variety of South American dictators, and co-owner of Cobray Firearms. He died under suspicious circumstances in 1983 shortly after receiving a check from Hustler Magazine founder Larry Flynt for $1,000,000. That’s back when a million dollars was a lot of money. Today it’s just a house.

Flynt’s interest? The assassinations of Hugh Hefner, Bob Guccione, Walter Annenberg, and Frank Sinatra.

Truth be told, I miss the 1980s

 

The Swedes can be a Strange Lot

A Swedish police officer equipped with experimental body armor (wearing sandals with socks) and holding a K –  in need of a magazine, 1970.

 

Madsen Light Machine Gun

A Rio de Janeiro policeman with his 7.62-converted Madsen light machine gun. Yeah, 80s.

 

Bullet Points:

* Pense – He’s running in 2024. “And what did he do? From the Birx book, the Kushner book, the WashPo book, and every other of the insider accounts we have so far, he provided cover to Anthony Fauci, Deborah Birx, and Robert Redfield in their drive to convince Trump of lockdown orders, and then protected the lockdown crew in their national drive to push controls long after Trump had lost the faith. Later, he stuck the knife in deeper and then bailed.” To me, Pense is every bit as trustworthy as Mitt Romney and Liz Cheney.

* The ideal subject of totalitarian rule is not the convinced Nazi or the dedicated communist, but people for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.

* A mundane report on the War in Ukraine from BBC with a clickbait title. The war drags on.

* Advances in surveillance technology enable states and private actors to surveil almost anyone, anywhere in the world through their mobile phones. Autocratic regimes, which include the USA, increasingly use spyware to spy on citizens, neutralize political opposition, and suppress dissent. The insertion of digital currency to replace “paper money” is likely the next move.

* (The Bee) A study found that Americans trust Dr. Pepper more than Dr. Fauci.

 

This day in History (h/t Jules)

54 COMMENTS

  1. The Bacon/Shrimp Poutine looks great, but where’s the gravy?

    I like the expression on that guy with the Madsen – I expect he might’ve been a kindred spirit.

    -Kle.

  2. “* The ideal subject of totalitarian rule is not the convinced Nazi or the dedicated communist, but people for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.”
    This came up in a conversation I had recently with a former prosecutor, Federal judge, Law Professor.
    When people can say, with a straight face, “That’s YOUR truth.”, the conversation has left reality and is now firmly unrooted in delusion.
    We no longer have a common basis for discussion, cultural touchstone, except the latest crap from Hollyweird.

    • for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.

      It also works if “thinking” is based on stuff programmed into me as an NPC at age ten, producing circular arguments: A government employee in my 4th grade compulsory government school told me a lot of fiction about government. Then I spend the rest of my life viewing government as if that fiction was true.

      The Harry Potter fan fiction “Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality” (HPMOR) is fun, and teaches than an entire argument chain should be consciously available and reviewable. Hobbes claims in “The Leviathan” that humans need government to restrain them from constant war, but cites no historical examples of such wars. What?? Ok, so tell me again starting from archeological evidence why I should want this ‘government’ thing?

    • The Wikipedia Xi’an Incident page is a mess. They switch between “Chang” and “Zhang” for the same person. Probably because different people worked on different sections, and no one properly edited the whole. Zhang is the pinyin Romanization of the surname, Chang is old-style. (This is one case where I have to go with pinyin. The leading phoneme of Zhang is not “ch” as in Charlie. Rather it’s a phoneme that to my knowledge does not appear in English. But of course the pinyin people screwed it up later because the “ch” of Charlie I’d represented by “Q” in pinyin and not “ch”. WTF?)

      Issues of transliteration aside, the Xi’an incident tells us that China in the 1930’s was also “one big party and you ain’t in it”.

      • IS represented, not “I’d”

        On a family-historical note, my father was born in 1926 and spent his childhood in Shanghai, where his father was CFO (equivalent) of a major bank [1]. Dad told me that as a little boy he observed mahjong games (and poker) where deeds to entire city blocks were used as stakes, routinely. He said that seemed wrong to him even as a child, and as an adult he could understand why the revolution happened. Basically you can’t have an out of touch elite that views the average man as an inconsequential insect. That said, he, and the entire family, were staunch anti-communists.

        And on my mother’s side there were deep ties to Tsarist Russia. My mother grew up in Harbin, and remembers her uncle’s numerous White Russian friends, living as impoverished exiles. I attended that uncle’s birthday celebration — 85th or so — and Mom spoke of “Uncle would go out in his new coat and shoes to meet Dmitry and Pierre for lunch. Then he’d come home in an old coat and worn shoes.” (Because he’d given his new things to his friends.) Uncle sat there and beamed. He struck me as a nice old man; that was the only time I ever saw him. Years later my mother told me privately, “he was lazy and a bit of a moral coward. Lived off of a trust fund and never did anything with his life. Nice enough man, but weak.” I asked about the fine speech she gave. “It was the man’s birthday, he was old and I thought it might be the last time his grandchildren see him. What was I supposed to do?”

        Mother did fondly remember the bakeries in 1930’s Harbin. All manner of wonderful French pastries and bread. Due to the Russian nobility being such Francophiles. Some of the exiled White Russians in Harbin became bakers, as cooking had been a hobby when they were rich, and their only practical skill in exile.

        [1] I’m told that my paternal grandfather went into finance because he thought that China needed to understand Western (or whoever …) banking and finance if the nation was to be strong and independent. His father (my great grandfather) did not receive the news well. Men of my family were supposed to be Imperial scholar-bureaucrats or warlords. Handling filthy money was barely one step above being an actor (and receptive homosexual prostitute). The old man is said to have surged out of his chair. He struck grandfather with a mighty slap across the face and PNG’d him from the family. Years later they were reconciled, but my father says that day was seared into grandfather’s memory, though he spoke of it only once to my father.

        • Basically you can’t have an out of touch elite that views the average man as an inconsequential insect.

          Seems like that’s less an effect of the style of government than of 5,000 years of Chinese culture. It’s not as though the ChiComs were/are any different in that, after all.

          Another vote for the memoir.

          -Kle.

        • I wish I knew more of the stories and the history. All I have are bits and scraps.

          @Kle: to be honest, my paraphrase was more directed at us/now than them/then. My father actually said something along the lines of “it’s not right that a few people who basically do nothing have so much power over so many ordinary peoples’ lives.” And he was talking about the Shanghai privileged rich pre-Communism. Despite that he was a scion of that class.

          It’s a long story but the core is that my father’s family was big on the ideas of duty and patriotism (as in the Nation, meaning the Chinese people as a whole; everything was to be viewed through the lens of “does this serve the Nation?”). While there were very very clearly class distinctions, no one (no Han at any rate) was a sub-human, fair game for exploitation; the idea was to uplift the Nation as a whole. Contrast that with 2022 America and those who own so much of it. Not just in terms of dollars, but in terms of who creates and controls public culture. Those people don’t “look like America” yet they demand “representation” in everyone else’s sphere. For them, a token or three here and there, but real power and influence?

  3. “Parmesan Shrimp Fries with Bacon”
    If such an august body as Harvard tells me that “Only about 20% of the cholesterol in your bloodstream comes from the food you eat. Your body makes the rest.” … well … to quote (again) that well-known philosopher/educator/scientist, Alfred E. Newman: “What, Me Worry?”
    OTOH, the fries: I do have to watch my carb intake.

    “* The ideal subject of totalitarian rule reads (and believes everything found in) the New York Times.”

    • MrsPaulM (DVM) concurs…she would say (semi exacerbated) “doctors are wrong about this…your body will make up any difference.”

      If I don’t stop myself could eat an entire (now stagflation sized at a higher price…arrgh) bag of Taco Doritos (the original) . Carbs are like candy to the palette. I’m more disciplined now…sort of.

      • I watch carbs. I did keto for about 6 months and it helped. I’ve eased a bit since then and allowed myself cheat days. However, I do have to manage cheating during the holidays. I recall work when there was a massive buffet of wonderful food and a huge open bar every day between Thanksgiving and Christmas. It’s actually good those days have passed.

  4. Parm Shrimp Fries: Looks perfect as-is…more bacon would overwhelm the flavor palette. We were at a good steak place (know the owners), jokingly asked for extra bacon on the green beans side…couldn’t find the green beans…they were great. heh

    I’m torn with Pence, supposedly a solid Christian man (best I can know), yet this sort of stuff you wrote keeps coming to light. Wolf in sheep’s clothing? Probably not. But certainly somewhere in between, which in that arena is effectively the same. “You shall know them by their fruits…” If Pence gets the nod…we’ll know.

    Musk is doing what Trump could not, pulling back the rotten Gestapo curtain on these bums. Will anything come of the damning evidence? Hah! probably end up where Paul “The Hammer” Pelosi’s BS went. The Left is twisting themselves in knots to make this go away.

    The 80’s were good…except for disco…altho, full disclosure…I do like “Stayin’ Alive” (the song).

    Snowing like a banshee here with heavy winds. Might be a chili day.

    • Musk is doing what Trump didn’t/couldn’t do because Musk came from tech industries which were being taken over by the Woke. More exposure to the backstabbing and stupidity.

      • LL- He did, all with a quiet semi-disarming countenance. “Judas” is apt.

        Beans- Exactly, and he has the proverbial “screw you” money, besides blanketing the Earth with sat’s. He’s not stupid, and anyone saying otherwise is perfectly foolish.

        I WANT justice before the hereafter…tired of waiting for these people to get their comeuppance. Listening to Tara Reade on Tucker last night (interview excerpt), she followed the Creepoid Joe “rape recounting” with “and he went after my family, intentionally ruined my life in order to keep me quiet, forcing me out of a career I loved.”

        …and now he sits behind the Resolute Desk, half witted with brain rot, acting like he’s all that with the aviators and Corvette, bought with China cash.

        Pisses me off…we forget a jury summons and they immediately send the boys.

      • More to come through tomorrow. Not a lot of snow accumulation, but 12 degrees and heavy winds. I’d go for some global warming right about now.

  5. LOL, love the ‘appetizer’! Gotta be a Cajun place. Re the 70s/80s, it ‘was’ a strange time. Spys everywhere, routine briefings on ‘which’ bars were run by who for what country. Misawa the bar out the front gate was run by NORK madam. Greenland, bar at the bowling alley was run by a Soviet female spy, with the ‘maids’ as her girls to get info from the troops.

  6. Parmesan Shrimp Fries with Bacon
    I would eat that! Nothing there that isn’t on my food plan. Banner will gladly pre-wash the plates and pans.

  7. Pense…..And what did he do?… He’s not Trump. Period. I can’t believe the level of hate shown towards President Trump. It’s worse than I saw towards Bush v Gore when I worked in broadcasting.

    I like Dr. Pepper..

        • The permanent administrative state is much larger than Musk and the party apparatchiks who rule us on behalf of the uniparty who count the votes aren’t going to sit idly by and watch their rice bowls be destroyed.

          • Your thought reminded me of those guys that take down brick silos…chip, chip, chip…then there it goes. Just need to chip in the right places.

            Still, not convinced anything will come of Twitter Files, the opposition has control over most of the urban dwellers minds.

            Looks like Barrow, Alaska out there the last two days, snow and high winds. The Pollster’s must have switched places with the weatherman…worse prediction (not that I care – Man plans, God laughs). Our 1-2 days of storm is now five. Definitely a chili day.

    • I also like Dr. Pepper, the Diet version. Diet Coke is good when cold, but sucks when warm. DDP works well either cold or room temperature.

  8. Pence and Romney are two of a kind: Cowardly, ethically bankrupt, backstabbing opportunists. At least Liz had the guts to burn all her bridges and commit political suicide in her hatred of all things Trump.

    • Pence and Romney are curs, waiting in the weeds but I think that their stars have set. Romney couldn’t be elected dog catcher in Utah and he will finish out his term. Pence will live out his life, giving speeches at Rotary Club luncheons.

  9. A place I used to spend money in got in a shipment of Mongolian Cavalry Sabers. They were heavy, crude, and painted OD greenish. They were inexpensive. I wanted one but asked myself why and passed.. I should have bought two.

    Thanks for the history lesson via Jules.

    Not quite sure why, but when I cross the Mason-Dixon Line Dr Pepper became my soft drink of choice.
    Weird.
    Dr Pepper triggers the memory I have of setting in the dark, drinking Dr Pepper while listening to a dead-eyed young man explain why he could not be convicted of the execution style murder of another soldier in front of witnesses over his refusal to loan him five dollars, because we would not find the murder weapon.
    I don’t drink it much anymore.

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