Thursday, July 21, 2022


The Book of Revelations, which was included in the canon of the 'New Testament' (also known as the "Subsequentium") only because bishops of the early church were drunk out of their gourd and tired after the long arguments at the council of Nicaea in 325, when they also decided on a number of other berserk proposals, very much like Republican conventions in several states this year that accept the divinity of Trump, his victory in 2020, and guns as a sacrament, describes the apocalypse in glowing terms. Signs of the coming of which are mostly tsunami related, but fire, blood, and Mitch McConnell are also mentioned.

It is exceedingly good to know that during the coming Sriracholypse some of us will not need to worry. Having read the disquieting news items several weeks ago and having adequately prepared for this event.

Texans, of course, are screwed. Many of them can't read.
Besides, they can't cook either. All of Texas Cuisine is variations of Frito Pie.
Which was invented when Lyndon Baines Johnson had to entertain foreign dignitaries at his ranch, after they had gotten their shots for dengue fever, malaria, and rabies.
Apparently the Queen and the Germans loved it.
They weren't just being polite.

One of my friends in Marin Country doesn't think that there will be a shortage of Sriracha hot sauce. Instead, he believes that rumours of an interruption in the flow are a liberal commie plot, and everything will be okay. Surely the fundaments of society are not unstable?

[He is, of course, a Republican. If he weren't Jewish he'd fit right in with the Proud Boys and Oath Keepers.]

Being a selfish sort I have not remonstrated at all with him on this score, unlike when he was hesitant about covid vaccines, because with him blithely unpanicked there's more for the rest of us to stockpile. Or leastways sensibly stock-up.

I might end up having to give him a bottle when disaster hits.

Keep the faith, baby. Things will be all right.


One LBS ground beef.
One onion, chopped.
Two 15 ounce cans tomato sauce beans ('Ranch style", or Hormel).
Two 10 ounce cans enchilada sauce (La Victoria).
One 9-1/4 ounce bag of Fritos Brand Corn Chips.
Two cups shredded cheddar cheese.
A generous squirt of Sriracha or dash of Cholula.

Preheat oven to 350°. Fry the chopped onion till light golden, add the ground beef and cook over medium heat until beef is kind of grey. Add the beans to the pan, stir to mix.
Sprinkle the corn chips in a bacon-greased casserole, reserving a large handful for topping. Layer the meat, onion, bean mixture on top of this, pour in the enchilada sauce mixed with Sriracha or Cholula, strew the cheese over, and top with the rest of the fritos.
Bake in a preheated oven at 350° for 20 minutes till bubbly.
Add scallions and thinly sliced jalapeños for colour.

[A shortcut is to use several cans of Hormel chili in lieu of the beef, onions, beans, and enchilada sauce.]

It's like something from a chemistry class.

Fresh salsa can be served with it.

Don't tell your healthcare professional that you eat this. They'll encourage you to join a cessation program, and questions will crop up at every visit and your yearly check-up.

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