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Start here => What's your crime? Basic Discussion => Topic started by: Pyraxis on October 08, 2017, 01:44:11 PM
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I'm going to a dinner with a group of people from work today who don't have families to go to. Thanksgiving is actually tomorrow but we're getting together today. I volunteered to do the turkey. :zombiefuck:
It's weird, I never would have done this on my own, but WolFish would have loved it. It was a treat for him to be able to cook for a big group - he was an awesome cook who could do the food part no problem, but not the social skills involved in setting up such a thing. He would have been all over this. Something makes me want to do it anyway. Fingers crossed I don't fuck it up. The turkey is all ready to go into the oven later this afternoon, and I'm working on the mushroom leek stuffing, which was a specialty we started doing in the last few years, a recipe we discovered together. Basically you go to the grocery store and get one of every kind of mushroom they have (wish I had some of Lestat's specialty exotic ones hand collected!) and put it together into stuffing.
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Happy Thanksgiving.
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Good luck with the turkey and all the memories it brings.
Happy Thanksgiving.
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Mushroom leek stuffing sounds good.
When Thanksgiving comes I remember a customer one Saturday coming to Popeyes to pick up her fried turkey for a party later that day. She was quite upset when she found out that it was fried and then frozen. Thus it wouldn't thaw in time for the party. I didn't know that was the practice for companies, but it makes sense that they cannot fry turkeys to order and have them hot for pick-up.
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OMG It's Canadian Thanksgiving!! :GA:
I'll check tomorrow to see if Canada gets a Google Doodle for that. :orly:
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I had never heard of Canadian Thanksgiving before. Nor thought it would be this time of year.
Hoping you have a great time, Pyraxis. :)
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It's the frozen northlands, our growing season is shorter than all those rednecks across the border.
I managed to pull it off. :o Someone who was there said the turkey must have been made by someone with practice doing turkeys, because it was done perfectly. I'm not the one with the practice. I've just seen it done.
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Practice by osmosis and observation.
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Happy turkey day! I'm cooking ours today :viking:
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Happy Canadian Thanksgiving! :)
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Happy days hun. Glad it brings fond memories to you of wolfy. *hugs*
*lestat turns up at Raxy's door bearing a basket of saffron milk-caps and gets to frying, roasting, grilling with mozzarella, with and without chilli pepper shreds, and sprinkled with black pepper* And if lucky, some porcini, bay bolete (Xerocomus badius, don't be put off by the fact that they turn a lurid shade of blue, they are quite edible and very tasty as long as you get to them before the fungus-gnats have chance to lay eggs in the and the mushrooms go maggoty, since for some reason those little bastard mushroom flies like to eat bay boletes, or at least their larvae do, as much as I like to take a nice long, long long hike, albeit fuelled by pain meds and if its a long enough journey then perhaps a line or two of amphetamine, methamphetamine or better yet, N-ethylamphetamine, if its one of those mushroom-hunts that has me up before first light, timed so I arrive just at the crack of dawn before anybody else with a growling stomach and a taste for wild fungi has a chance to go wherever woodlands I'm off to hunt in and with the intention of heading for home only when its so late that there is just enough time to get into a bar before actually getting back to the house, to snatch a quick few foaming pints of much needed cold beer and preferably a pre-steak-steak, if that makes sense :autism:
(and if it doesn't, then what I mean, is I am very partial indeed to having my wild mushrooms served accompanied by a couple of big juicy slabs of sizzling hot fried fillet or rump steak, which, unsurprisingly perhaps, also involves wild mushrooms, by way of my special steak and chilli spice blend, that contains as two of the ingredients, and two of the absolutely crucial, special ingredients, some dried Chalciporus piperatus, aka the peppery boletus, a small to medium sized tan-capped ruddy rust-colored underside which has pores rather than gills, a fiery hot peppery bite to it that is whilst hot, different to chilli peppers, black pepper, water-pepper [Polygonum hydropiper, unrelated to either black pepper or chillies, rather, its a plant related to Bistort that grows in meadow or pasture land where its close to a river, or in marshy spots and if I can get any, will go in the spice mixture too]
*Lestat also favours 'raxy with some slippery jacks and larch boletes. Which means, just as with saffron milkies, that you can consider yourself in high esteem indeed, since these three are some of my absolute favourites, and in the case of saffron milk-caps are valued greatly by mushroom hunters and gourmet chefs on the continent *
(not as much here, in britain, but not because of inferior quality, on the contrary, britains traditionally have a long history of being rather phobic when it comes to mushrooms, with the prevailing attitude being 'if it didn't come out of a plastic tub or a crate at a market then its a poisonous 'toadstool' to be avoided like the plague or kicked over. Perhaps stemming from the druidic times, where psilocybin-containing psychedelic mushrooms were, as they should be, considered a sacred gift from mother nature, but then, restricted to the druids themselves and regarded as not for the uninitiated; which down the years, evolved into a less concrete, more abstract and generalized aversion to, rather than religious prohibition of, the common man eating wild mushrooms of all kinds, not just the psychedelic Psilocybe species and other mushrooms outside the family which contain psilocybin and/or psilocin. So these days most brits are afraid of the very idea of actually EATING such a thing as a wild mushroom.)
Not to say of course that nowadays there aren't plenty of people who have read up and familiarized theselves with the general principles that must be followed for a safe, long-lived mushroom hunter to live by, and of course, both the most important, and dangerous poisonous species and the best of the edibles at least.
Some restrict themselves to just a few easily identified species, hell some poor buggers really miss out and will only eat field mushrooms (Agaricus species, a fair few being meadow and grassland species, probably most of them in fact ) ,
Thats what I know are out to be had atm, and are some of the best wild mushrooms I've ever tasted. Can't say as I've ever tried stuffing them up a disembowelled turkey's what-used-to-be-an-anus. But you could always try. I do make a helluva mean fried steak with fly agaric flavour-enhanced gravy too. I say so myself, and not to blow my own trumpet, but I must confess, I do have magic fingers when it comes to beef, and not bad when it comes to lamb either. Steaks, chilli con carne, cottage pies, I can even juice up a beef and tomato pot noodle and make it tastier.
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Happy days hun. Glad it brings fond memories to you of wolfy. *hugs*
*lestat turns up at Raxy's door bearing a basket of saffron milk-caps and gets to frying, roasting, grilling with mozzarella, with and without chilli pepper shreds, and sprinkled with black pepper* And if lucky, some porcini, bay bolete (Xerocomus badius, don't be put off by the fact that they turn a lurid shade of blue, they are quite edible and very tasty as long as you get to them before the fungus-gnats have chance to lay eggs in the and the mushrooms go maggoty, since for some reason those little bastard mushroom flies like to eat bay boletes, or at least their larvae do, as much as I like to take a nice long, long long hike, albeit fuelled by pain meds and if its a long enough journey then perhaps a line or two of amphetamine, methamphetamine or better yet, N-ethylamphetamine, if its one of those mushroom-hunts that has me up before first light, timed so I arrive just at the crack of dawn before anybody else with a growling stomach and a taste for wild fungi has a chance to go wherever woodlands I'm off to hunt in and with the intention of heading for home only when its so late that there is just enough time to get into a bar before actually getting back to the house, to snatch a quick few foaming pints of much needed cold beer and preferably a pre-steak-steak, if that makes sense :autism:
(and if it doesn't, then what I mean, is I am very partial indeed to having my wild mushrooms served accompanied by a couple of big juicy slabs of sizzling hot fried fillet or rump steak, which, unsurprisingly perhaps, also involves wild mushrooms, by way of my special steak and chilli spice blend, that contains as two of the ingredients, and two of the absolutely crucial, special ingredients, some dried Chalciporus piperatus, aka the peppery boletus, a small to medium sized tan-capped ruddy rust-colored underside which has pores rather than gills, a fiery hot peppery bite to it that is whilst hot, different to chilli peppers, black pepper, water-pepper [Polygonum hydropiper, unrelated to either black pepper or chillies, rather, its a plant related to Bistort that grows in meadow or pasture land where its close to a river, or in marshy spots and if I can get any, will go in the spice mixture too]
*Lestat also favours 'raxy with some slippery jacks and larch boletes. Which means, just as with saffron milkies, that you can consider yourself in high esteem indeed, since these three are some of my absolute favourites, and in the case of saffron milk-caps are valued greatly by mushroom hunters and gourmet chefs on the continent *
Yeeeahhh... that's what I'm talking about. :autism: (does that look like drooling?)
With the mushroom leek stuffing, we don't usually make it inside the turkey, but in a separate pan. If it were in the turkey it would add to the cooking time and we're usually running behind schedule anyway. Besides, I made the turkey yesterday, so while there are plenty of delicious leftovers, there's no reason the mushrooms couldn't be paired with steak today. Steak with mushrooms and gravy, albeit not as exotic as yours, was another thing we used to make together.
The stuffing goes in the neck hole, btw, not the anus. :laugh:
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To be honest raxy, I couldn't tell the difference which hole is which, if it weren't for the legs. Even then I'm not entirely sure, I THINK the ones tied up are at the arse end but not sure. I don't go for turkey really. And I don't like stuffing either.
And leeks...ew jesus. I don't eag veg, but leeks, are the worst. I HATE them. Can't fucking stand the things, and definitely couldn't force myself to eat them, much less keep a face on that says anything but 'do NOT get between me and the bog if you've half a synapse to speak of'
Prefer chicken to turkey really. I've always found turkey to turn out either too dry, or sopping wet. I like red meat, or if none to be had, fish or shellfish, saltwater fish rather than fresh water fish species. But red meat is definitely the favourite, as far as dead animals go. Not so much a pork fan though, I find it too fatty and too overly sweet. As for wild mushrooms, I have those I like, and some I absolutely despise. I don't like shop button mushrooms, or indeed MOST Agaricus species (same genus as the shop 'white button' and 'brown cap' 'portobello' etc. come from), although there are exceptions, some smell of and have a strong flavour of aniseed and there are some really good ones to be found, a few poisonous ones to be avoided in the family but most of these turn yellow, and none are killers, not in the UK, there's only one lethal one, A.aurantioviolaceus, and that is I believe, restricted to regions of tropical north africa, so we are quite unlikely to run into those, I don't believe it is common there either. The toxic ones we may encounter that are related to the generic 'shop mushroom' aren't severely poisonous, more the sort of thing that causes a day or two of misery with stomach upset, vomiting, diarrhea and sweating, self-limiting and not likely to put anybody in hospital if they are the only source of the poisoning and the symptoms are not masking those of another, deadly species also consumed.
Eaten plenty real good treats, and also some that were absolutely vile. Favourites being sulfur polypore (laetiporus sulfureus, aka chicken of the woods) the parasol (Macrolepiota procera), porcini (Boletus edulis, B.aereus and a couple of relatives of them) giant puffball (Langermannia gigantea, a hell of a culinary delight, and they are HUGE, a single puffball can grow to a meter in diameter or even larger, and weigh more than I do, and when picked young and at their best, are absolutely delicious, and completely impervious to misidentification, as their size alone means that within days of first appearing above ground they have already outstripped any but one other mushroom in size, and that other is also edible, reputed to be excellent eating, and looks, although like the giant puffball, rounded in profile the cauliflower fungus grows on tree roots and has a brain-like convoluted surface and different coloration. Even a blind man could, if told that what they were feeling was a mushroom, identify either species by size and texture alone) and the larch bolete and slippery jack bolete [technically not a bolete, they are in the genus Suillus] and of all, my favourite might well be either the giant puffball, or the saffron milk-cap, a bright orange mushroom throughout, with slight pitting on the stem, and decurrent gills, also orange, which also bleeds an orange-colored milky liquid when the flesh is wounded, and which has been highly prized since roman times or even before, they go somewhat greenish in color with age or bruising, although to no detriment to the flavour, and I got rather lucky, since they are at best uncommon, to bordering on rare. Not threatened, and its fine to pick them without threatening the survival of the species here, but I got blessed in that I had the excellent fortune to find a forest here, a large place, acidic soiled pinewoods although mixed with quite a lot of broad-leaved trees, oak, silver birch, sweet chestnut, a really good selection for finding mycorrhizal mushroom species of a great variety, and that happens to be productive of LARGE quantities of saffron milk-caps of excellent quality, size and flavour, as well as bay boletes, larch boletes and slippery jacks in good numbers, some fly agarics (a species always listed as poisonous in the guidebooks, but in fact, is psychoactive in larger quantities and in medium amounts it is very versatile as a herbal medicine and a few spoonfuls can work wonders with meat dishes, dried and powdered. They just need to be specially prepared, by means of an overnight long, slow heat-curing process by putting the caps on foil-lined baking sheets, turning over occasionally and propping open the door of the oven ajar, leaving the gas flame on the absolute minimum for it to remain lit, which decarboxylates a neurotoxin, ibotenic acid, forming muscimol, the psychotropic oneirogen and dissociative-esque hallucinogen, and medicine depending on the way its used and the quantity, and in smaller measures the keystone ingredient of my custom steak spice. Its only poison if not correctly prepared. And if they are prepared correctly they can themselves be prepared for the table, by means of first par-boiling in water, throwing away the water, changing the water for a second pan full, boiling again, throwing away that water and then finally cooking. It can't be eaten raw, else it will make the consumer ill, but once prepared its one of my favourite mushrooms too, and whilst pretty much everybody avoids eating it or having anything to do with it, it is quite safe and of much use when you but know what to do with it.)
And on the other hand, there have been things like the amathyst Deceiver, 'edible', and not spoken of in the guidebooks either as superb nor awful. Tried frying some last year along with a harvest of various other species and they were absolutely disgusting. Couldn't even swallow the things, more or less involuntarily spat the things out. Or worse still, the stinkhorn. The egg stage of them is meant to be edible. I made the mistake of believing the books on that and spent the rest of the night after the meal including a few stinkhorn witch-eggs in the evening busily hugging the shitter at my grandmother's house and retching up bile. That was NOT a pleasant experience. Never been poisoned per se, and they are known not to be truly toxic, but either I had a bad reaction (some people do, even to things like oyster mushroom, sulfur polypore, even porcini make some people sick) or those stink horn witch-eggs aren't as edible as the textbooks make them out to be. I've never had an accident that resulting in poisoning, is what I mean, I knew what I was eating, was not me that got things wrong, but the books telling me they are fine to eat. Just trust me on that one, they aren't and you don't want to taste the things either, they taste nearly as rotten as the adult stink horn fungus reeks, and those buggers you'll always know are around long before you ever see one, you can smell the things hundreds of meters off, and its truly foul, like rotting flesh and shit. Needless to say the adult form is most certainly going to be inedible. Doesn't look appetizing either, looks like a dick covered in shit at the bellend-end and growing from ruptured bollocks filled with gelatinous slime, with the stem (which is almost one with the rudimentary 'cap', that is no more than a filmy layer loosely placed on top of the cock-like 'stem', covered in greenish slime with the appearance of diarrhea from somebody pretty ill at the time and a smell that makes you wish it was just that.) having a texture like polyurethane foam.
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Actually... I think you're right about the arse end. I got confused because the skin gets pulled down over the other hole, which makes it look kind of like a puckered asshole with a covering. :-[
The whole point of brining a turkey and not stuffing it is so it doesn't get dry, especially the white meat. That and putting some flavour into the meat. I prefer the dark meat myself, I find the white pretty bland. But each to their own taste. For sopping wet, you're supposed to pat it down with paper towel or something when it comes out of the brine, to make sure the skin gets dry and crispy and browns nicely. The bottom part can be wet where the juices have dripped down into the pan, but the top isn't so bad.
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Actually... I think you're right about the arse end. I got confused because the skin gets pulled down over the other hole, which makes it look kind of like a puckered asshole with a covering. :-[
The whole point of brining a turkey and not stuffing it is so it doesn't get dry, especially the white meat. That and putting some flavour into the meat. I prefer the dark meat myself, I find the white pretty bland. But each to their own taste. For sopping wet, you're supposed to pat it down with paper towel or something when it comes out of the brine, to make sure the skin gets dry and crispy and browns nicely. The bottom part can be wet where the juices have dripped down into the pan, but the top isn't so bad.
*sneaks into the house and helps self to the delicious briny turkey!* :devour:
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OMG It's Canadian Thanksgiving!! :GA:
I'll check tomorrow to see if Canada gets a Google Doodle for that. :orly:
Canadian Thanksgiving didn't get a Google Doodle. >:(
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https://youtu.be/bOR38552MJA (https://youtu.be/bOR38552MJA)
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Oh gawd, I've heard that song so many times from USA friends trying to troll me.
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Puckered asshole with a covering...LOL raxy thats fucked up. Who wants to eat a stuffed, puckered chocolate starfish with a covering?
And a covering of WHAT, I shudder to imagine.
I don't like dark meat myself, of chicken or turkey. Its the worst bit. Well apart from any part of the (ew) skin, that isn't the very thin layer of really crispy bit on the surface of a chicken drumstick. Those are nice, dried out and chewy. The dark meat is just nasty though, other people are welcome to it, I don't want any. The thought is just nasty.
Or the thin dried out chewy crispy skin thats been thoroughly dried and freed of fat by a long oven-roasting, can be good, but its got to be papery yet chewy and very thin with hints of crispyness to be nice. Any other bird-skin is foul fowl, so to speak.
And I'm sure not eating the covering of a puckered ass hole. Stuffed or otherwise.
And brine? what brine are you talking about? where does brine come into roasting a dead bird? *lestat involuntarily shudders at accidentally evoking the memory of his bitch from hell godawful former housemate me met through AFF, 'squirrel' who used to call a chicken sandwich 'a dead-bird-bread' Total cunt she was, utter psychotic ultrarapid-cycling bipolar with psychotic features, borderline PD, klepto quite likely attempted poisoner murderous, multiply false-rape-claiming hell bitch from the most monstrous abyss in all of perdition.*
I've always just had them stuck in a roasting tray, and periodically basted with the fat that comes from the chicken as it roasts. I've never heard of brine being used to cook a chicken.
*lestat brings along a couple of big multipacks of cans of coke to share on his way to chateaux de 'raxy along with a bag full of both chocolate-caramel and chocolate-impregnated marshmallow-rice-krispy squares, some azeotropic ethanol should anybody fancy a 'vodka' and coke, and a pack of IR oxy caps for a pre- and post-dinner treat all round, and a pack of cigars to finish off the evening* Got any beer anybody? I might not celebrate thanksgiving, yank or canuck, but I'm certainly up for a feast with such esteemable company as your good self Raxy, the ever lovely miss K, and Hyke :)
Somebody bring beer and bud? I can furnish some oxy, a box of moggies and cook up various stimulants, or some MDA (would have to be MDA though not MDMA, given the particular precursor would be helional, via means of a beckmann rearrangement and then a hoffmann degradation on the resultant amide to furninsh MDA, unlike the reductive amination of 3,4-methylenedioxy-1-phenyl-propan-2-one (aka MDP2P) the beck-hoff route, a bit unusual though it is, is only really suited for synthesis of MDA, and its pretty hard to methylate a primary amine and selectively obtain only the secondary amine, so its only good in that case for MDA, rather than MDMA or MDE. Still, got the goods on the shelf. Although if I were to get some trichloroisocyanuric acid or sodium/potassium trichloroisocyanurate I could get better yields than with the standard hypochlorite bleach type way of doing the hoffmann degradation of the butyramidobenzodioxole intermediate formed by the beckmann rearrangement on the aldoxime of helional (the latter, hehe, well that just fell into my lap so to speak, got lucky, in that it is at times, most surprising indeed what one may find and obtain via perfumery suppliers. Its used to add 'grassy' slightly floral notes to perfumes, and SOMEBODY just so happened to manage to grab himself a 100ml bottle of said precious precursor, for just a little over 5 USD. and that certain Bee happened to get it before the Beck-Hoff was widely known, and still a very obscure route, so much so that at first even speaking of helional was kept hush-hush and spoken of as 'that aldehyde' or nicknamed 'voldemelon' due to its melony-notes to the odor and the fact that it was judged 'that whos name must not be spoken aloud' so before attention was all over it like flies on dog shit.
Been saving it for a special occasion ever since, unopened and with the bottle tightly sealed, since it is now most precious and no guarantee of my being able to get more, without going through pretty difficult or obscure channels to do so, and doubtless at a higher price indeed than the price of a hot takeout single course with maybe some egg fried rice as a side if your lucky. It is, as we say here, kind of a 'rainy day fund' and enough for one helluva lot of partygoers if when it gets used, it is done so well:)
Or of course various amphetamines of the conventional stimulant type, or perhaps cathinones too could be arranged (beta-ketoamphetamines), perhaps a bottle of ether..
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Oh gawd, I've heard that song so many times from USA friends trying to troll me.
Same. I think we all have :laugh:
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Question for Canucks,
How do you feel about Bill C-16??
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I'm very much in favor of the protections for gender identity, and I'm proud to be living in a country that passed the bill.
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Anybody attempts to do anything to MY gender identity and they are going to lose theirs. Permanently. And the parts responsible for giving said identity nailed to trees whilst their owners are still attached, covered in petrol and matches chucked at the bastards :p
My gonads ain't go-ing nowhere :p
Not unless there's a horny, gorgeous Kanner's girl around who's determined to eat me for breakfast, like that lovely ex fiancee of imine.
Fuck..there I've done it again. OWWWW :(
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I'm very much in favor of the protections for gender identity, and I'm proud to be living in a country that passed the bill.
Same.
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I'm very much in favor of the protections for gender identity, and I'm proud to be living in a country that passed the bill.
Same.
Critics of the bill say that it is well intentioned but so badly crafted that it might produce the opposite results, not to mention setting bad legal precedent.
Here's Dr. Jordan Peterson giving his critique.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wN3clJBg4h0
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I'm willing to have a discussion about it but I'm not willing to watch videos without subtitles. Not an efficient or preferred way of getting info.
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I'm willing to have a discussion about it but I'm not willing to watch videos without subtitles. Not an efficient or preferred way of getting info.
Why subtitles?
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They're a lot easier to read than having to listen to whoever it is. Actually transcripts are ideal.
In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
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In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
If it's badly crafted, then it was badly crafted in the first place. All they did is take existing human rights legislation and add the words: gender identity or expression, to the already established list of prohibited grounds for discrimination. That's all they did, add for words to what was already there.
http://www.parl.ca/DocumentViewer/en/42-1/bill/C-16/first-reading
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Here's me with subtitles. :zoinks:
:gopher:
I'm not wearing pants.
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Here's me with subtitles. :zoinks:
:gopher:
I'm not wearing pants.
:lol1:
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Here's me with subtitles. :zoinks:
:gopher:
I'm not wearing pants.
:lol1:
I laughed so hard I cried. :laugh:
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He needed the subtitles-now even deaf people can bluntly ignore him :P
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In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
Because it was crafted by radicals who claim to speak for the whole transgender community when they actually don't. They have effectively criminalized rude behavior which can be very subjective. Since this kind of harassment is usually a he-said-she-said situation, then the accusation of a crime becomes the evidence for the crime. This gives power to bad actors who will abuse their power when given the opportunity. This have a very chilling effect on society because it turns the protected group into land mines that must be avoided. People who interact with the transgendered have no idea weather or not something they say or do will be misinterpreted in an uncharitable and possibly criminal manner.
A very similar thing happened when I was in the Marines. I joined just after the Tailhook scandal and there was an active crusade to punish sexual harassment. This empowered dishonest women to use the threat of sexual harassment charges as club to beat anyone who dared to stand up to them. There were several in my company, they ended up in corner offices where nobody would talk to them or interact with them if they could avoid it, they simply didn't want to risk a Court Martial.
I wouldn't be surprised at all if Bill C-16 has similar unintended consequences.
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In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
If it's badly crafted, then it was badly crafted in the first place. All they did is take existing human rights legislation and add the words: gender identity or expression, to the already established list of prohibited grounds for discrimination. That's all they did, add for words to what was already there.
http://www.parl.ca/DocumentViewer/en/42-1/bill/C-16/first-reading
This isn't the full text of the bill, Jordan Peterson talks about specific parts of it not listed here.
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In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
If it's badly crafted, then it was badly crafted in the first place. All they did is take existing human rights legislation and add the words: gender identity or expression, to the already established list of prohibited grounds for discrimination. That's all they did, add for words to what was already there.
http://www.parl.ca/DocumentViewer/en/42-1/bill/C-16/first-reading
This isn't the full text of the bill, Jordan Peterson talks about specific parts of it not listed here.
To my knowledge, the Royal Assent tab of that page is in fact the finalized full text of the bill. Gender identity has been included to the protections against discrimination and hate propaganda, and grounds for stricter penalties as a criminal motive. People can say whatever they think to interpret the impact of that, but it will take time and the setting of legal precedents for Canadian society to truly understand what that means.
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Never heard of operation tailhook, but there is a similar situation here in a way, although the target is different.
Basically its making teaching less popular as a job, guys in particular, (at nursery/primary/secondary level), because the mere accusation of being a nonce, even if somebody is genuinely innocent oof having done anything of the kind, they still get dragged through the courts, their names still get outed when arrested or charged, before they have been to court and cleared their name, so even if they are found innocent, the accusation alone is enough to destroy their careers and family lives; which means immature and impetuous children who have a child's temper and volatility are suddenly handed enough power to utterly destroy a man's life with just a few words if they feel pissed off at them for for example, imposing discipline.
It takes just one brat to be vengeful and to realize they can use the accusation of being a nonce to smite their teachers, when otherwise they would have no power whatsoever to do anything more than call them petty names, shout and stamp their feet, suddenly handed a weapon they can use with impunity to actually have those responsible for angering the removed from the school and destroyed.
Whilst a woman might have a chance, at ending up, if cleared of all charges publicly, of garnering public sympathy and reconstructing their lives and maybe even jobs, but if a male teacher is buggered. They face trial by public media regardless of guilt or innocence and being male, the scales are weighed heavily against a man faced with such accusations, in both courts-the actual legal court, if charged, and whether charged or not, the media court.
As a result men are less willing than they otherwise would be to apply for teaching posts because of the fear of being crucified because some little scrote got into a temper and made a vexatious report of being sexually abused (even just slapped about, in a non-sexual manner in the case of children who aren't aware enough of such matters to make a sexually oriented complaint), just as Kek said, turning the situation into a minefield, and one where the placement of the landmines changes with every lesson taught and you have no way to know what the trigger will be or when one might just go off spontaneously.
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Never heard of operation tailhook, but there is a similar situation here in a way, although the target is different.
It wasn't an operation, it was an annual meeting of Navy and Marine Corps aircraft carrier pilots (hence the name Tailhook).
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tailhook_scandal
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In what ways is the bill so badly crafted it'll produce the opposite results?
Because it was crafted by radicals who claim to speak for the whole transgender community when they actually don't. They have effectively criminalized rude behavior which can be very subjective. Since this kind of harassment is usually a he-said-she-said situation, then the accusation of a crime becomes the evidence for the crime. This gives power to bad actors who will abuse their power when given the opportunity. This have a very chilling effect on society because it turns the protected group into land mines that must be avoided. People who interact with the transgendered have no idea weather or not something they say or do will be misinterpreted in an uncharitable and possibly criminal manner.
A very similar thing happened when I was in the Marines. I joined just after the Tailhook scandal and there was an active crusade to punish sexual harassment. This empowered dishonest women to use the threat of sexual harassment charges as club to beat anyone who dared to stand up to them. There were several in my company, they ended up in corner offices where nobody would talk to them or interact with them if they could avoid it, they simply didn't want to risk a Court Martial.
I wouldn't be surprised at all if Bill C-16 has similar unintended consequences.
False accusations are a serious issue.
But what you said in the first paragraph could just as easily be applied to any of the older human rights protected classes, like race. Making it into hate propaganda to call someone a nigger could be said to be criminalizing rude behavior, giving power to bad actors who will abuse it, and having a chillling effect on society. (The society of last century that was badly segregated by race.) The only difference with transgender protections is that they're newer, so society as a whole isn't used to them yet and people don't always know how to act. It's no more complicated to keep track of gender pronouns than it is to keep track of the latest politically correct term for a minority. (Native Americans? American Indians? Brown people?) Which is to say that you may not always know, but there are also contexts where it's more important than others and eventually a common lingo is adopted. At the moment the list of potential transgender pronouns may seem ludicrous, but how many of them will actually reach common usage? Only a few at most, it'll still be okay to default to "they" in situations where you're unsure. And by okay, I don't mean that snowflakes on Tumblr won't rant about it, but that people won't get convicted of lawbreaking over it.
The chilling effect on society is temporary and eventually stabilizes out into a fairer balance. Before the protections, there was still power in the hands of bad actors who were indeed abusing it. That's why the call for protections came in the first place. Opportunists bring in false accusations when the power balance starts to shift, but not every accusation is false. He said, she said - yes - but that doesn't mean the power should default to him, any more than it should default to her. With time, everyone gets a better understanding of the issues involved, and there can be a more nuanced response to accusations that better separates out the false accusations from the people who were too scared to come forward before. As people understand better what can happen and why, and some level of protection is established, the stigma against coming forward decreases and so does the opportunity for ill-gotten gain.
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It's no more complicated to keep track of gender pronouns than it is to keep track of the latest politically correct term for a minority. (Native Americans? American Indians? Brown people?)
It's indigenous peoples, thank you very much. :zoinks:
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Not Aboriginal peoples or First Nations? :P
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In Australia we have Aboriginal people (also indigenous Australians), so you can't pick that. ;)
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In Canada, Aboriginal or First Nations are preferred but we (as in Native people, of which I am one) are okay with Native as well.
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Is it indigenous peoples in the USA?
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Is it indigenous peoples in the USA?
Lately I mostly hear "Native American," though some use the term "NDN," as shorthand for "Indian."
The latter term is common on a site I visit that discusses fake Indians, apparently a flourishing market. >:(
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Native American is silly. By definition of the word native, anyone born in the US is a native American.
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From an outside perspective, it makes more sense than 'native american' applying to anyone born there, yes they may be born there but when in need of a historical context it makes greater sense IMO for the term 'native' to represent those present before colonists arrived and either conquered or integrated (not that I can think of a case of the latter in white/spanish contexts mind you)
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In Canada, Aboriginal or First Nations are preferred but we (as in Native people, of which I am one) are okay with Native as well.
Does Canadian Thanksgiving have anything to do with the first nations people? :orly:
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Maybe giving thanks for when they are well-cooked at that time of year's celebrations? :P
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Isn't Thanksgiving a harvest celebration in origin in most nations?
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Didn't know there was a canadian version. We certainly don't have it here in the UK.
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According to the internet, Canadian thanksgiving was a harvest celebration long before pilgrims got into it with the native folk to the south.
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According to the internet, Canadian thanksgiving was a harvest celebration long before pilgrims got into it with the native folk to the south.
I wasn't asking if American Indians are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. I was asking if Canadian tribes peoples are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. :dunno:
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Ah ok. In that case I have no idea.
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According to the internet, Canadian thanksgiving was a harvest celebration long before pilgrims got into it with the native folk to the south.
I wasn't asking if American Indians are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. I was asking if Canadian tribes peoples are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. :dunno:
Here's a good quick explanation: http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/indigenous-thanksgiving-history-1.4345348
For many Canadian families, Thanksgiving means getting together with family, sharing a meal, and perhaps stressing out about plans.
For Indigenous people, the holiday is also one with deep significance in history and culture, as well as controversy.
Brian Rice, an assistant professor in the department of religion at the University of Winnipeg and a member of the Mohawk nation, said Thanksgiving is originally an Indigenous ceremony.
"All of our ceremonies, all of the things that we do, have to do with giving thanks. So it's part of a continuum of something that's been practised for thousands of years," Rice said in an interview on CBC's Weekend Morning.
Many people are familiar with the story of the "first" Thanksgiving in 1621, celebrated after British colonists arrived in Plymouth, Mass. Rice said they were starving and unfamiliar with the land and how to find food, and received help from members of the Wampanoag nation.
"It was a coming together of Indigenous Peoples really feeding the colonizers, or the colonists," Rice said.
That meal included many of the now-traditional Thanksgiving foods, like corn, beans, squash, wild turkey, cranberries and pumpkin.
Despite the positive nature of the first Thanksgiving with the colonists, relations quickly deteriorated over the next year. The colonists brought infectious diseases, which ravaged Indigenous populations. Tensions also increased when the colonists allowed their pigs to forage into Indigenous lands, eating their crops.
Today, many Indigenous people feel "ambivalent" towards the holiday, Rice said.
"Because for a lot of people, it isn't a celebration and certainly the original people who had that first Thanksgiving, the Wampanoags and all of those other groups, the Powhatans, obviously not. Many of them don't even exist any longer."
Some families, like Rice's own, choose to celebrate, but it's up to the individual.
"If you are part of a traditional-based culture that still retains some of those ceremonies, like the longhouse ceremonies of harvest, you'll continue it in that way. Although, perhaps you'll be bringing in cans of corn instead of the corn that you might have grown," Rice said.
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Hey, Pyraxis,
How many other Canadians are on this site? I wonder. I wish you a belated happy day in general and specifically on your Thanksgiving.
I see that you have gained a nickname from a prominent poster; Raxy?
Honestly, if I was going to "bless" you with one of my nicknames, I might call you Pyra and associate a bonfire at your command as an type extension of your name (awesomeness?).
I have a "friend" who is considered Native American by some but he prefers to be called just an "Indian" (the nomenclature, Native American has no meaning to him since he is native to a land that was existing centuries before it took the name America) and he despises the capitalized word "Thanksgiving."
In his belief system the tradition of thanksgiving was more like a thanksTAKING.
He claims to be Algonquin from southern New York and he rejects the whole white people thing we do every year.
In his view the thanks that is owed has never been offered.
He has told me what his original people were called but it is too many syllables to remember. It has nothing at all to do with York, but their native tongue name for a river there.
Just wondering if you had any thoughts upon the notion of thanksTAKING by so many of us whites.
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According to the internet, Canadian thanksgiving was a harvest celebration long before pilgrims got into it with the native folk to the south.
I wasn't asking if American Indians are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. I was asking if Canadian tribes peoples are related to Canadian Thanksgiving. :dunno:
Here's a good quick explanation: http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/manitoba/indigenous-thanksgiving-history-1.4345348
For many Canadian families, Thanksgiving means getting together with family, sharing a meal, and perhaps stressing out about plans.
For Indigenous people, the holiday is also one with deep significance in history and culture, as well as controversy.
Brian Rice, an assistant professor in the department of religion at the University of Winnipeg and a member of the Mohawk nation, said Thanksgiving is originally an Indigenous ceremony.
"All of our ceremonies, all of the things that we do, have to do with giving thanks. So it's part of a continuum of something that's been practised for thousands of years," Rice said in an interview on CBC's Weekend Morning.
Many people are familiar with the story of the "first" Thanksgiving in 1621, celebrated after British colonists arrived in Plymouth, Mass. Rice said they were starving and unfamiliar with the land and how to find food, and received help from members of the Wampanoag nation.
"It was a coming together of Indigenous Peoples really feeding the colonizers, or the colonists," Rice said.
That meal included many of the now-traditional Thanksgiving foods, like corn, beans, squash, wild turkey, cranberries and pumpkin.
Despite the positive nature of the first Thanksgiving with the colonists, relations quickly deteriorated over the next year. The colonists brought infectious diseases, which ravaged Indigenous populations. Tensions also increased when the colonists allowed their pigs to forage into Indigenous lands, eating their crops.
Today, many Indigenous people feel "ambivalent" towards the holiday, Rice said.
"Because for a lot of people, it isn't a celebration and certainly the original people who had that first Thanksgiving, the Wampanoags and all of those other groups, the Powhatans, obviously not. Many of them don't even exist any longer."
Some families, like Rice's own, choose to celebrate, but it's up to the individual.
"If you are part of a traditional-based culture that still retains some of those ceremonies, like the longhouse ceremonies of harvest, you'll continue it in that way. Although, perhaps you'll be bringing in cans of corn instead of the corn that you might have grown," Rice said.
It's the same here. Most people it's about a family gathering, eating ungodly amounts of food and watching football. Being thankful for what I have and then trampling people the very next day to get more stuff. :zoinks: I think I'm a little disappointed Canadian Thanksgiving is based in the same folklore as American Thanksgiving. :dunno:
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Hey, Pyraxis,
How many other Canadians are on this site? I wonder. I wish you a belated happy day in general and specifically on your Thanksgiving.
I see that you have gained a nickname from a prominent poster; Raxy?
Honestly, if I was going to "bless" you with one of my nicknames, I might call you Pyra and associate a bonfire at your command as an type extension of your name (awesomeness?).
I have a "friend" who is considered Native American by some but he prefers to be called just an "Indian" (the nomenclature, Native American has no meaning to him since he is native to a land that was existing centuries before it took the name America) and he despises the capitalized word "Thanksgiving."
In his belief system the tradition of thanksgiving was more like a thanksTAKING.
He claims to be Algonquin from southern New York and he rejects the whole white people thing we do every year.
In his view the thanks that is owed has never been offered.
He has told me what his original people were called but it is too many syllables to remember. It has nothing at all to do with York, but their native tongue name for a river there.
Just wondering if you had any thoughts upon the notion of thanksTAKING by so many of us whites.
*grin*
Heyyy, you're back. It's good to see you. I like both Raxy and Pyra so no objections here. As far as I know it's just me and Phoenix, there have been a few others but no one who's currently active. We're fire people up here, got to be with all the snow. :green:
WolFish was some small part Blackfoot - any more knowledge than that has been lost - his family, a couple generations back, set out to pass for black because there was less stigma, and even then his father wouldn't admit to the connection directly. He said something like "my aunt is part Blackfoot" and yet the aunt is a full sister to the grandfather. I might have the relations wrong. But the gist of it is that the family hid it, and WolFish was the only one who had any interest in going to powwows or reconnecting with roots. One of the things that's hitting me hard is that he was so excited that we were moving out here closer to Blackfoot territory and then he never made it. He wanted to see what the land was like.
WolFish liked to play fast and loose with holidays, like with names - the idea that a name was not a permanent thing and you earned or took on different ones at different times of your life. He made up holidays too - we used to celebrate Homters instead of Valentines 'cause neither of us gave a shit for pink sugar overload. I think he would have just as soon called it Gatherday instead of Thanksgiving. These all have stories behind them. But he loved Thanksgiving as the start of the Christmas season which was his favourite time of year. We always did a turkey (well mostly him, I did the pumpkin pie) and listened to Alvin Ailey and his mother's traditional Christmas CD that I can't actually think of the name of, but I know the songs very well. It starts with this superspeed rendition of the Handel's Messiah Alleluia chorus which he said she would always play at top volume and catapult everyone out of bed. :laugh:
I see it as a harvest festival more than any kind of political thing between Indians and whites. I wasn't even aware of the sickening extent to which people in the USA play that up until I saw the scene in the Addams Family movie where Wednesday sets the whole damn thing on fire (which is awesome, :lol1: ) and realized that it was parodying something that actually happens.
I think your friend is right, though, there's not much thanks to be had to the people that actually deserve it.
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I love the addams family. Lol a nickname I used to have for one of my ex fiancees, the older one (older of the two was about 18-19 at the time we were together.) was wednesday, Similarly dark, morbid and gothy. Not as hot as wednesday from the addams family herself, still, attractive (and had at least spectrum traits, or slightly aspie according to her, although not particularly obviously so).
Hilarious viewing too, wednesday and the little boy especially, along with...whatsisface, the bugger that sucked lightbulbs and turned them on..old guy, ugly old git and kinda vulgar, in manner more than words, in a pretty damn funny way, can't remember his name. Not morticia's husband, the uncle i think. The funny thing is, as I kid, if you put on an outer shell of combat pants/boots or big newrock goth boots and lots of spiked leather, what lived in the shell was kinda what you might expect to get if you mixed up the uncle and wednesday addams, particularly with her aloof, detached ways, and the slight delay in response (not developmental, I mean, when she talks in response, she kind of pauses for a moment, considering and calculating before delivery, in her manner. )
That, mixed with the eccentricity and mad scientist bit of the uncle...if the two were mixed and a kid made from the result, that would have been remarkably close to the mark :P
And I DEFINITELY, at that age, really did like things that sparked, flared, gave off concussive shockwaves or blasted craters into the ground. As a kid I was..not a pyromaniac, and certainly not an arsonist...I was quite an enthusiastic little...hmm...pyromancer...yes, that would fit me back then, pyromancer. Pyromaniac implies a derangement and not being mentally 'all there'. But pyromancer, I think that is much more suitable:D
You can surely imagine it the day I discovered (well, for myself that is, the first time I ever actually PREPARED some by my own hand) white phosphorus. With its eerie phosphorescent mid-dark kind of yellowy-whitish tinged green gloiw, and the way it bursts into flame so easily by the action of air, and coupled with its low melting point, the waxy consistency that enables it to be easily melt-cast under inert gas, as long as it is done with extreme caution (its highly toxic, at least as much, to slightly more so than cyanide [calculated as bioavailable free cyanide anion, C-=N- with a lethal dose of CN- being around 50-60mg and that of white phosphorus perhaps 40mg, although WP is a lot slower to kill, and a burn from the stuff is extremely painful, even in quantities insufficient to kill, and it has a nasty tendency to stick to skin and keep on burning, until it either burns out, burns straight through the exposed body part and out the other side or the afflicted party immerses the part under water to put the fire out whilst they dig the lump or blob of WP out of their fllesh...their arm for instance, around the top of the wrist, and seems to be capable of causing, in incidents involving accidental sublethal exposure causing a burn, neurological sequelae such as muscle weakness and severe motor tremor to borderline paralysis related to the toxicity of the white allotrope of elemental phosphorus rather than the physical burn...)
But, the one relatively speaking, minor mishap aside then there was so much fun to be had. Ever been able to write on things in the dark with it tipped on something, like a stick of chalk, and have your designs glow lurid green, before bursting into a searing white-green flare and burning them into whatever you just drew/wrote them on, becoming visible once your night vision recovers (although its possible to make it just glow, if not enough is applied to autoignite on air contact, takes a fair bit to give it enough mass for the self-heating to make it set itself ablaze)
And it does take a moment for the smoke to clear (burning phosphorus produces massive quantities of phosphorus pentoxide smoke, the acid anhydride of phosphoric acid, P2O5 (although it exists as the dimer P4O10) that is thick, dense, white and opaque, as well as highly corrosive. So it can be a lot of fun but anybody, child or adult must be damned careful with the white form)...but....glowing liquid luminous liquid self-igniting fire and huge clouds of smoke, to somebody with a penchant for chemistry and a child's delight in the world:D
And I presume, given the reference to the nickname 'raxy' (glad you like it my dear:)) that I am considered 'prominent' now then? :P
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I love the addams family. Lol a nickname I used to have for one of my ex fiancees, the older one (older of the two was about 18-19 at the time we were together.) was wednesday, Similarly dark, morbid and gothy. Not as hot as wednesday from the addams family herself, still, attractive (and had at least spectrum traits, or slightly aspie according to her, although not particularly obviously so).
Hilarious viewing too, wednesday and the little boy especially, along with...whatsisface, the bugger that sucked lightbulbs and turned them on..old guy, ugly old git and kinda vulgar, in manner more than words, in a pretty damn funny way, can't remember his name. Not morticia's husband, the uncle i think...
Gomez Addams - the father, John Astin
Morticia Addams - the mother, Carolyn Jones
Puggsley Addams - the son, Ken Weatherwax
Wednesday Addams - the daughter, LIsa Loring
Uncle Festus- the uncle, Jackie Coogan
Grandmama - Gomez's mother, Blossom Rock
Cousin Itt - Felix Silla
Lurch - the butler, Ted Cassidy
Thing T. Thing - Ted Cassidy or Jack Voglin
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Gomez Addams - the father, John Astin
Morticia Addams - the mother, Carolyn Jones
Puggsley Addams - the son, Ken Weatherwax
Wednesday Addams - the daughter, LIsa Loring
Uncle Festus- the uncle, Jackie Coogan
Grandmama - Gomez's mother, Blossom Rock
Cousin Itt - Felix Silla
Lurch - the butler, Ted Cassidy
Thing T. Thing - Ted Cassidy or Jack Voglin
^My ex-boyfriend was sometimes called Lurch by his mates, he certainly had the build and could do the same voice pretty well.
I think it was Uncle Fester instead of Festus?
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Yeah, Fester sounds right to me.
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Yeah, its fester.
There is an (in)famous clandestine chemist (although not either a pariticularly intelligent nor very capable one) who goes under uncle fester, and he's got several books out, such as 'secrets of methamphetamine manufacture' and 'secrets of methamphetamine manufacture II. Never read his books, but when he posted at a prominent forum it seemed easily apparent that he was not what one could call the brightest fairy-light on the xmas tree, and I'd certainly not use his works fguidance thats for sure. That and fester is an arrogant shit too. Never liked a damn thing about UF, and i still don't either.
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Ya'll are right. Festus was on Gunsmoke. :facepalm2:
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The real uncle fester is as much of a mental case as his Addams family counterpart. Although with one main difference-the fictional one isn't an unreliable cunt by nature who's writeups I avoid like a case of the black death starting from an infected flea biting one after crawling up the eye of one's dick to the depths of one's urethra before biting and vomiting forth Y.pestis-infested part-digested blood from a previous, bubonic-plague-infected victim.
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Hey, Pyraxis,
How many other Canadians are on this site? I wonder. I wish you a belated happy day in general and specifically on your Thanksgiving.
I see that you have gained a nickname from a prominent poster; Raxy?
Honestly, if I was going to "bless" you with one of my nicknames, I might call you Pyra and associate a bonfire at your command as an type extension of your name (awesomeness?).
I have a "friend" who is considered Native American by some but he prefers to be called just an "Indian" (the nomenclature, Native American has no meaning to him since he is native to a land that was existing centuries before it took the name America) and he despises the capitalized word "Thanksgiving."
In his belief system the tradition of thanksgiving was more like a thanksTAKING.
He claims to be Algonquin from southern New York and he rejects the whole white people thing we do every year.
In his view the thanks that is owed has never been offered.
He has told me what his original people were called but it is too many syllables to remember. It has nothing at all to do with York, but their native tongue name for a river there.
Just wondering if you had any thoughts upon the notion of thanksTAKING by so many of us whites.
*grin*
Heyyy, you're back. It's good to see you. I like both Raxy and Pyra so no objections here. As far as I know it's just me and Phoenix, there have been a few others but no one who's currently active. We're fire people up here, got to be with all the snow. :green:
WolFish was some small part Blackfoot - any more knowledge than that has been lost - his family, a couple generations back, set out to pass for black because there was less stigma, and even then his father wouldn't admit to the connection directly. He said something like "my aunt is part Blackfoot" and yet the aunt is a full sister to the grandfather. I might have the relations wrong. But the gist of it is that the family hid it, and WolFish was the only one who had any interest in going to powwows or reconnecting with roots. One of the things that's hitting me hard is that he was so excited that we were moving out here closer to Blackfoot territory and then he never made it. He wanted to see what the land was like.
WolFish liked to play fast and loose with holidays, like with names - the idea that a name was not a permanent thing and you earned or took on different ones at different times of your life. He made up holidays too - we used to celebrate Homters instead of Valentines 'cause neither of us gave a shit for pink sugar overload. I think he would have just as soon called it Gatherday instead of Thanksgiving. These all have stories behind them. But he loved Thanksgiving as the start of the Christmas season which was his favourite time of year. We always did a turkey (well mostly him, I did the pumpkin pie) and listened to Alvin Ailey and his mother's traditional Christmas CD that I can't actually think of the name of, but I know the songs very well. It starts with this superspeed rendition of the Handel's Messiah Alleluia chorus which he said she would always play at top volume and catapult everyone out of bed. :laugh:
I see it as a harvest festival more than any kind of political thing between Indians and whites. I wasn't even aware of the sickening extent to which people in the USA play that up until I saw the scene in the Addams Family movie where Wednesday sets the whole damn thing on fire (which is awesome, :lol1: ) and realized that it was parodying something that actually happens.
I think your friend is right, though, there's not much thanks to be had to the people that actually deserve it.
I have come to agree with him over the years.
We never talked about these things for many years, but one day the damn dam just broke and we were so much more open with each other. I think it took me many years to gain a type of trust with what he thinks of as a "true trust" (see they do not need the extra word when dealing with their own, but when dealing with "us" outsiders, they have to add the adjective as a kind of bridging device) before he spoke his mind freely with me and I did the same.
I am not sure how I have earned this "true trust," but I am honored to be in that fold.
I like the idea that Wolf did the turkey. I am only "allowed to touch" our turkey when I plan to slow smoke one outside. Often the weather is too messy, but when things go just right, I slow smoke a turkey for about sixteen hours.
I might adapt/adopt the term Gatherday to my own needs. :thumbup:
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Actually, my Gatherday was two days ago and yesterday, I was off work and I brought everything in from the garden that could possibly be salvaged (and would not survive the early frosts, such as any tomatoes or peppers, tropical spices, etc). All the various greens and root crops, such as spinach - quite hardy, kale - even more hardy, carrots - hardier still, turnips - very hardy, just mulch them over ... all will be well.
I took all the tropicals and made a fabulous chili, froze the left over basil, cumin, sage, cilantro, etc.
I canned seventeen quarts of beets over the past three days. Nothing like pickled beets in the winter or early spring.
Hard freeze three days in a row. Gardening is over for the most part.
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:green:
I didn't have a garden this year because of the move, but I have high hopes for building one next year. The back yard is a great big empty blank canvas with nothing but grass and patches of concrete. The wheelbarrow has been acquired and the compost bin built and fed. I also want to get one of those multiple plant pot hangers, a metal structure like a coat rack with pots hanging off it, and put it inside by the sunny kitchen window for an herb garden.
Tonight is pumpkin carving. :viking:
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Decided that this coming spring is when I replant my collection of exotic psychotropic plants from around the globe (including plenty highly toxic ones with indigenous traditional uses by cultures around the world that I'd never use, but still enjoy growing, as part of a collection of wonders from all over the planet and all manner of different cultures, or which have been whilst still those cultures lived)
And to plant both a memorial garden for a clandestine chemist lass who I really cared for and never got to tell her. And also lots and lots of poppy fields (there will be poppies at her funeral garden too, lots of them, since I know she'd like that. Its all I can do for her, but at least I can do that something to commemorate her, to celebrate her life, her talent for clandestine chemistry and her love for the calling. A real A-grade Bee, she was.
Going to try and get the Khat seeds I have growing especially. And I really, really would love to get a collection of two rather special and rare plants growing, iboga, and coca. They can be got, but they are rare. And especially growing some iboga bushes, that would be a real prize treat of a specimen, the envy of collectors of such plants the world over :)
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So, tell me, if I order seeds for لقات I might be investigated by the DEA?
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I don't read arabic, DD. I assume given the culture and traditional users of khat, that you mean that, rather than iboga, since Iboga is used by the african Bwiti cult religion, who are a traditional tropical african jungle-living animist religion followers. (I do literally MEAN jungle-dwellers here, not being racist, thats where they live, and that is what they believe, in Bwiti, the iboga spirit)
DD-unlikely, very unlikely. And in any case, if they saw the plant growing even, as opposed to bundles of shoots wrapped in the traditional banana leaves, they would not recognize it.
I could, try and get some plants started even, if you wanted, and when they get big enough, assuming the seeds I have are viable still (refound them a few years after buying), take cuttings for you.
The seeds themselves are tiny little things, no more than a mm across, flat, with a little bit of membranous, wing-like projection on one end, so if you did order any they'd not make much of a package of note anyway.
Why, do you know where to buy them? because I'd quite like to order some known-to-be fresh and viable ones myself.
And if you ever decide to grow coca plants DD, make SURE to go for already living plants, don't buy coca seed because they only remain viable for a very very short time, a few months at most. But live plants are available online in some stores catering for plants for exotics enthusiasts that grow psychoactives. You really need the plants already rooted and growing to stand a chance with coca because of the low viability of the seeds.
If you have a place for the khat seed I've love to know it. Please post if you do. I have a little plastic packet with a few seeds in, but it is, as I say, a couple of years old, its tiny, no bigger than the tiny bags used for wraps of heroin or single grams of coke, ice, etc.
And as for coca, there are two commonly (as common as coca plants get anyhow) sold species, Erythroxylon coca, and another, E.novogratense. The former is the better producer of the two if a choice is available)