A great blog: Stuff White People Like
You are going to have to forgive me, dear 12 readers… But having stumbled upon this blog (H/T: A Conservative Blog for Peace) I had to share it.
The blog makes fun of a good deal of the “enlightened” materialistic culture and the fun quirks of those in the throws thereof.
Reading through the all-too-true musings of the authors on “stuff white people like” caused me no small amount of satisfaction. This “whitey” with a neon-lilly-white posterior, could have written just about everything he (or she?) covers (and more) after my time living in California. The “white people” being skewered are definately of the “enlightened coastal” variety. Keep that in mind.
The culture of death, starts where the culture of enlightenment and materialism meet.
Laugh away. Then be a little sad.
February 20, 2008 at 5:11 pm
Simple you’re Slavic, not White! But then again don’t you have some German or Irish in you?
February 20, 2008 at 7:33 pm
None of the above Zan.
Purists over at ByzCath will try to pin “Magyarized Rusyn” on granny… But I have seen the family tree. Hungarian fits best. The rest is French Canadian and Scot.
But I am just an ethnic Ohioan.
February 20, 2008 at 8:58 pm
Very funny stuff! Thanks for sharing.
February 20, 2008 at 9:44 pm
…isn’t Ohio a county in southern Michigan?
Just kidding.
February 20, 2008 at 10:20 pm
SS,
Well you know my opinion of ByzCath. So you are a paprikosh. Never knew it. My first assignment was to a Hungy parish. Good times. Good kiefle.
Funny site. Glad I’m not too white. I have a tv and groove on Dick Morris on FNC. How white not to want to be pegged, you might say. Then again I do like farmers’ markets.
February 20, 2008 at 10:23 pm
We are native Americans.
No where else I am native to!
You survived a Hungarian parish eh?
All cooking, some praying. God love you, if you survived you are a tough, strong man.
February 20, 2008 at 11:29 pm
Ay, and the cleaning! Hungy women are known to vacuum twice a year–between the mattresses!
February 21, 2008 at 12:06 am
Cleaning, really? My Hungarian mother dose it like once a year before the family comes over for thanksgiving LOL. But she can cook. Her chicken paprikash is to die for.
February 21, 2008 at 12:55 am
My grandmother who owns no dogs or cats, does not smoke, and mostly spends her days working on sewing or knitting something runs her vacuum once a day.
An ounce of prevention I guess?
February 21, 2008 at 1:55 am
Plastic bags are demons from Satan! I hate them and do my best to avoid them by a) using paper bags (which are folded up and donated to thrift store); or, b) saying I don’t need a bag and carrying two or three things. Because otherwise, first you have one…then the next thing you know there are about 692 of them overtaking you.
Fr. J. Kiffles are also seen in Croatia and the Lebanese have a very similar cookie but don’t remember the name. Difference I noticed is nuts were chopped instead of ground.
February 21, 2008 at 10:51 am
Nan, If you want to be consistent about it, buying your own cloth bags would make the most sense.
Paper bags require the use of of far more processing energy in the cutting of trees, the trasportation thereof, reduction to pulp, the creatinon and manufacture of paper bags… The papeg bags are HEAVIER than plastic bags, and take up far more room… Trasporting plastic is cheaper as it is not as heavy, and you can fit something like 10x as many in the same trasnport….
February 22, 2008 at 3:02 am
Simple,
I haven’t joined the granola contingent yet and do have sortof cloth-ish bags that theoretically could be used for groceries. But that would involve organizational skills, which are sometimes in short supply.
Nan
February 22, 2008 at 3:07 am
I am sure I have you beat in the “lack of organizational skills” department!
I am pleased God saw fit to attach my head to my neck - otherwise I would lose it!
February 22, 2008 at 3:19 am
I don’t know about that, but you appear to beat me in the double-post department!
N
March 17, 2008 at 1:35 pm
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