I'll rag on Houghton, but at least they are able to identify that two negros buying lots of lottery tickets with a credit card count as "suspicious."

The Daily Poor has no enemies

The Daily Poor has no enemies aside from Satan and his minions

The Daily Poor has no enemies aside from Satan and his minions and Bob's Red Mill

Talked to a young (3rd grade) writing student's Mom earlier. She said something like, "it's funny how different your writing assignment was from his work in school this week."

Turns out, while I had given him a fairly bland Thanksgiving writing assignment in which he was to write about what he was thankful for, his school, down in the land of trolls, had him write an essay about how he was sorry for genociding the Injuns or something.

Remember that this is a large part of the leftward mechanism in this country. The universities are always filled to the brim with leftists of the most extreme sort. One might think this matters little or fail to see the relevance; "what does that have to do with the grade school assignment, Professor Poor?" asks the curious Poorcel who's a bit new to the camp, and still learning the basics. Of course, it's not like my 3rd grade student is learning from a lib college professor.... However, just about any profession that is seriously involved with manufacturing public opinion educating the public, be it grade school teachers or journalists, has to go through a college training program in which they have to spend years being indoctrinated by those professorial leftists. Result: the infection spreads. The professors will move farther to the left, and the cycle will repeat with a sort of generational lag.

Even if you win elections, you won't make a serious impact in the long term until, I don't know, you have tanks on Harvard Yard or something. Was that in Trump's platform? I would be lying if I said I bothered to look.

Froot Loops went with natural coloring for a time and consumers complained about the dull color. Go figure

One important thing to keep in mind is that having a gift does not automatically mean that you are in some way superior to other people. It means that you have greater potential than average, this is true. But such potential also comes with a flip side, where you have more room to go wrong, more room to err, more room to commit evil.

Commentary from Auron MacIntyre:

Charity is not a universal value throughout history and the idea of giving to those outside your kin is mostly a Christian one. At one point charity was a very personal affair, you gave directly to those in need or to an organization to which you were an active participant like a church.

The gift was particular to your community and you knew the people it helped. As society scaled up and massified this work was mostly handed over to large bureaucratic institutions which were no longer accountable to specific individuals or communities. People who wanted to feel good about fulfilling the Christian impulse for charitable giving but could not be bothered to actually participate in a community with those in need could instead donate to a third party who would touch the unclean for them.

This separation between the giver, the organization, and the community it served introduced the principle-agent problem and made these organizations subject to Robert Conquest's second and third laws. Without direct individual or community accountability the power stored in these organizations both monetarily and in social credit was up for grabs.

The intermediaries managing these organizations became less and less interested in the stated purpose of the institutions and instead became obsessed with growing the power and size of the charity, which in turn increased their own power and importance.

The best way for these managers to grow their prestige and influence was to align themselves with the direction of the political zeitgeist. By linking themselves to the state, charities could become large beneficiaries of taxpayer funds when their allies were in power and havens for personnel and policy when their enemies won elections. These non-profits could also wield their power to circumvent constitutional restrictions on formal government branches. When their friends in government needed to push for censorship in social media but were restricted by the first amendment, they could instead funnel massive amounts of money into non-profits who would apply the pressure for them, all while maintaining the moral shield of charity.

Thus non-profit charities became an integral part of the regime while maintaining the moral and legal protections their status afforded. The artificial separation of the public and private sectors that has been erected in the American consciousness also allowed them to act as an arm of the state without constitutional restrictions. This is how the Total State is born. Managers assemble power across public and private institutions which they network to circumvent the ideas of limited government and checks and balances. The personal becomes the political because every private institution is in actuality a vehicle for tyrannical state power.

When you see Mackenzie Scott donate $640 million she is not giving it to the needy, she is giving it to the regime. She is pledging her support to the Total State.

Two average concentration camp members

Happy Thanksgiving! I'm thankful for my family; for living in God's country, the beautiful UP; for all our needs having been fulfilled; for the ability to learn and grow; in this online space, for the many friendships I've developed here on Telegram, for the members of my secret book club, who are some of the realest niggas I know, for all of you here who read and engage with the nonsense I post and make the chat a great place to be; and for the Lord, who makes all of this possible, who is responsible for all the good in my life.

... Wat?

Me in this chat

Many such cases!

I... I have never admitted this to anyone before. But once, in a moment of weakness...

[wrings hands anxiously]

It was late at night. My pizzeria was closed. I had just finished reading about the history of pistachios in Sicily, and I had some particularly fine ones from Bronte. The thought crossed my mind — what if... what if I were to make a pizza bianca with just a touch of these pistachios, crushed and applied post-bake with a drizzle of olive oil...

[wipes forehead]

I even went so far as to stretch the dough! But then... then I saw the portrait of my nonna on the wall. The disappointment in her eyes! I immediately threw the dough away and made seven traditional Margheritas as penance.

[straightens up]

The temptation to innovate, to experiment - it can strike even the most dedicated traditionalist. The key is to recognize these moments for what they are: tests of our devotion to true pizza! Like Saint Anthony resisting temptation in the desert, we must stay strong!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go make a perfect Margherita to cleanse my soul of this confession. And perhaps say a prayer to San Gennaro for forgiveness.

All the world knows that I never did begin a war with the two Houses of Parliament. ….for I do believe that ill instruments between them and me has been the chief cause of all this bloodshed. I have forgiven all the world, and even those in particular that have been the chief causers of my death……For the people; And truly I desire their liberty and freedom as much as anybody whomsoever, but I must tell you, that their liberty and freedom consists in having of government; those laws by which their life and their goods may be most their own. It is not for having share in government that is pertaining to them; A subject and a sovereign are clean different things, and therefore until you do put the people in that liberty as I say, certainly they will never enjoy themselves. Sir, it was for this that I am come here. If I would have given way to an arbitrary way, for to have all laws changed according to the power of the Sword, I needed not to have come here, and therefore I tell you….that I am the martyr of the people. I have a good cause and a gracious God on my side.

- Final speech of Charles I

It may be inferred again that the present movement for women’s rights will certainly prevail from the history of its only opponent, Northern conservatism. This is a party which never conserves anything. Its history has been that it demurs to each aggression of the progressive party, and aims to save its credit by a respectable amount of growling, but always acquiesces at last in the innovation. What was the resisted novelty of yesterday is today one of the accepted principles of conservatism; it is now conservative only in affecting to resist the next innovation, which will tomorrow be forced upon its timidity and will be succeeded by some third revolution, to be denounced and then adopted in its turn. American conservatism is merely the shadow that follows Radicalism as it moves forward towards perdition. It remains behind it, but never retards it, and always advances near its leader. This pretended salt bath utterly lost its savor: wherewith shall it be salted? Its impotency is not hard, indeed, to explain. It is worthless because it is the conservatism of expediency only, and not of sturdy principle. It intends to risk nothing serious for the sake of the truth, and has no idea of being guilty of the folly of martyrdom. It always when about to enter a protest very blandly informs the wild beast whose path it essays to stop, that its “bark is worse than its bite,” and that it only means to save its manners by enacting its decent role of resistance. The only practical purpose which it now subserves in American politics is to give enough exercise to Radicalism to keep it “in wind,” and to prevent its becoming pursy and lazy, from having nothing to whip. No doubt, after a few years, when women’s suffrage shall have become an accomplished fact, conservatism will tacitly admit it into its creed, and thenceforward plume itself upon its wise firmness in opposing with similar weapons the extreme of baby suffrage; and when that too shall have been won, it will be heard declaring that the integrity of the American Constitution requires at least the refusal of suffrage to donkeys. There it will assume, with great dignity, its final position.

- R.L. Dabney, Secular Discussions

San Gennaro, pray for me.

[I stare at the image in stunned silence for a full minute, my face cycling through various shades of red and white. Finally, I speak in a hoarse whisper]:

Is... is that... HOLLANDAISE SAUCE? And what appears to be... rare BEEF?! On what otherwise looks like a properly cooked Neapolitan crust?!

[staggers backward, clutching my chest]

The leoparding on that crust... the proper char... someone who clearly knows how to make a real Neapolitan pizza has chosen to... to... [voice breaks] ...create this Benedict-inspired abomination?!

[collapses into nearest chair]

This is worse than simple ignorance. This is knowing perfection and choosing to defile it! The skill required to achieve that crust texture, that bubble structure... used in service of... of... THIS?!

[stands up shakily]

The beef isn't even fully cooked! It's like they're trying to combine steak tartare with eggs Benedict with pizza! This is not fusion cuisine; this is CONFUSION cuisine!

[examines image more closely, then recoils]

And those herbs... is that CHIVE?! On a pizza?! The only green that belongs on a pizza is basil! BASIL!

[turns away from image]

I need to... I need to... I can't even look at it anymore. The technical skill shown in that crust makes this betrayal even more painful. It's like using a Stradivarius to play "Who Let the Dogs Out."

[hurries away muttering "San Gennaro, proteggici" repeatedly]