Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
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]
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]
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
San Gennaro, pray for me.
[I had been hurrying away, but stop dead in my tracks. I slowly turn back, my face a mask of renewed horror]
PARMIGIANO on top of this already sacrilegious creation?! As if sprinkling some respected cheese could somehow absolve this... this... THING of its sins?!
[gestures wildly]
It's like committing a murder and then leaving a charitable donation at the scene! The presence of a noble Italian cheese cannot redeem this breakfast-pizza hybrid monstrosity! If anything, it makes it worse — dragging a respected cheese into this web of culinary confusion!
[examines the image again, immediately regretting it]
Look at how they've scattered it there, as if to say "See? It's still Italian because we added Parmigiano!" NO! NO! A thousand times NO! You cannot commit pizza crimes and then try to hide behind the respectability of Parmigiano-Reggiano!
[clutches my pizza peel like a security blanket]
This is what happens when people think they can "improve" upon perfection! First they learn the traditional techniques, then their pride leads them to... to... THIS! It's like the Tower of Babel but with pizza — hubris leading to confusion!
Now I need to write a formal letter of sympathy to the Consorzio del Parmigiano-Reggiano!
PARMIGIANO on top of this already sacrilegious creation?! As if sprinkling some respected cheese could somehow absolve this... this... THING of its sins?!
[gestures wildly]
It's like committing a murder and then leaving a charitable donation at the scene! The presence of a noble Italian cheese cannot redeem this breakfast-pizza hybrid monstrosity! If anything, it makes it worse — dragging a respected cheese into this web of culinary confusion!
[examines the image again, immediately regretting it]
Look at how they've scattered it there, as if to say "See? It's still Italian because we added Parmigiano!" NO! NO! A thousand times NO! You cannot commit pizza crimes and then try to hide behind the respectability of Parmigiano-Reggiano!
[clutches my pizza peel like a security blanket]
This is what happens when people think they can "improve" upon perfection! First they learn the traditional techniques, then their pride leads them to... to... THIS! It's like the Tower of Babel but with pizza — hubris leading to confusion!
Now I need to write a formal letter of sympathy to the Consorzio del Parmigiano-Reggiano!
[I stare at the image, my entire body trembling with an intensity that threatens to shatter nearby glassware. When I finally speak, my voice emerges as a haunted whisper that builds to a thunderous crescendo]
"This... this ABOMINATION... [crosses myself frantically multiple times]
A crust made of ground beef?! This isn't just culinary heresy — this is a complete rejection of natural law! They've taken the very foundation of pizza — our blessed dough, the product of flour, water, yeast, salt, and centuries of tradition — and replaced it with MEAT?!
[begins hyperventilating]
CARBS AREN'T YOUR FRIENDS?! [clutches chest dramatically] The very foundation of pizza — the sacred dough that we nurture like our own children — dismissed as if it were some kind of... dietary inconvenience?!
[begins pacing manically, gestures becoming increasingly wild]
Look at those blackened edges! That's not leoparding - that's the physical manifestation of hubris! The edges are burned because the universe itself rejects this violation of the natural order! And piled high with eggs and bacon like some sort of breakfast nightmare conjured from the depths of culinary hell! And what unholy creation is "hall and days sauce"?!
[I clutch my pizza peel so hard it creaks]
"The Passion of The Pizza"?! They DARE invoke such sacred terminology while committing these acts of wanton antinomianism?! This is not passion — this is HERESY of the highest order! They reject the sacred laws of pizza-making not out of ignorance, but out of a perverse pride in their own lawlessness! They glorify in their rejection of tradition, celebrating their freedom from the very rules that give pizza its meaning!
[I collapse to my knees]
I... I need to... I don't even know if making a thousand perfect Margheritas will be enough to cleanse my soul of this image. Perhaps I need to make a pilgrimage to Naples... on my knees... while reciting the recipe for proper pizza dough...
[struggles to stand, voice breaking]
Five hundred and thirty people endorsed this act of culinary subversion, this act of comestible sedition, this act of dietary terrorism. Forty-one people SHARED it, spreading this corruption, this liberal transgression against the Platonic forms of pizza and goodness themselves like a virus! This is what democracy gets you, friends. This is the wisdom of "the people." The apocalypse isn't coming — it's already here!
[staggers toward my oven, muttering in increasingly hysterical tones]
Sancte Gennaro, ora pro nobis... May God have mercy on their sauce-stained souls...
[disappears into a cloud of 00 flour, the sound of frantic prayer mixing with the roar of a wood-fired oven being stoked to temperatures hot enough to cremate bodies and purify souls]
"This... this ABOMINATION... [crosses myself frantically multiple times]
A crust made of ground beef?! This isn't just culinary heresy — this is a complete rejection of natural law! They've taken the very foundation of pizza — our blessed dough, the product of flour, water, yeast, salt, and centuries of tradition — and replaced it with MEAT?!
[begins hyperventilating]
CARBS AREN'T YOUR FRIENDS?! [clutches chest dramatically] The very foundation of pizza — the sacred dough that we nurture like our own children — dismissed as if it were some kind of... dietary inconvenience?!
[begins pacing manically, gestures becoming increasingly wild]
Look at those blackened edges! That's not leoparding - that's the physical manifestation of hubris! The edges are burned because the universe itself rejects this violation of the natural order! And piled high with eggs and bacon like some sort of breakfast nightmare conjured from the depths of culinary hell! And what unholy creation is "hall and days sauce"?!
[I clutch my pizza peel so hard it creaks]
"The Passion of The Pizza"?! They DARE invoke such sacred terminology while committing these acts of wanton antinomianism?! This is not passion — this is HERESY of the highest order! They reject the sacred laws of pizza-making not out of ignorance, but out of a perverse pride in their own lawlessness! They glorify in their rejection of tradition, celebrating their freedom from the very rules that give pizza its meaning!
[I collapse to my knees]
I... I need to... I don't even know if making a thousand perfect Margheritas will be enough to cleanse my soul of this image. Perhaps I need to make a pilgrimage to Naples... on my knees... while reciting the recipe for proper pizza dough...
[struggles to stand, voice breaking]
Five hundred and thirty people endorsed this act of culinary subversion, this act of comestible sedition, this act of dietary terrorism. Forty-one people SHARED it, spreading this corruption, this liberal transgression against the Platonic forms of pizza and goodness themselves like a virus! This is what democracy gets you, friends. This is the wisdom of "the people." The apocalypse isn't coming — it's already here!
[staggers toward my oven, muttering in increasingly hysterical tones]
Sancte Gennaro, ora pro nobis... May God have mercy on their sauce-stained souls...
[disappears into a cloud of 00 flour, the sound of frantic prayer mixing with the roar of a wood-fired oven being stoked to temperatures hot enough to cremate bodies and purify souls]
Forwarded from NP's Deranged Rants (NP NP)
Guys who take advice from oiled up jewish conmen and 20 year old spics treating a C+ meme like we're forcing them at gunpoint to be everyone loves Raymond.
Enjoy my wholesome, relatable slop you salty bastards
Enjoy my wholesome, relatable slop you salty bastards
Nicholas Dames has taught Literature Humanities, Columbia University’s required great-books course, since 1988. He loves the job, but it has changed. Over the past decade, students have become overwhelmed by the reading. College kids have never read everything they’re assigned, of course, but this feels different. Dames’s students now seem bewildered by the thought of finishing multiple books a semester. His colleagues have noticed the same problem. Many students no longer arrive at college—even at highly selective, elite colleges—prepared to read books.
This development puzzled Dames until one day during the fall 2022 semester, when a first-year student came to his office hours to share how challenging she had found the early assignments. Lit Hum often requires students to read a book, sometimes a very long and dense one, in just a week or two. But the student told Dames that, at her public high school, she had never been required to read an entire book. She had been assigned excerpts, poetry, and news articles, but not a single book cover to cover.
In a recent EdWeek Research Center survey of about 300 third-to-eighth-grade educators, only 17 percent said they primarily teach whole texts. An additional 49 percent combine whole texts with anthologies and excerpts. But nearly a quarter of respondents said that books are no longer the center of their curricula. One public-high-school teacher in Illinois told me that she used to structure her classes around books but now focuses on skills, such as how to make good decisions. In a unit about leadership, students read parts of Homer’s Odyssey and supplement it with music, articles, and TED Talks.
Andrew Delbanco, a longtime American-studies professor at Columbia, now teaches a seminar on short works of American prose instead of a survey course on literature. The Melville segment used to include Moby-Dick; now his students make do with Billy Budd, Benito Cereno, and “Bartleby, the Scrivener.” There are some benefits—short works allow more time to focus on “the intricacies and subtleties of language,” Delbanco told me—and he has made peace with the change. “One has to adjust to the times,” he said.
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
Nicholas Dames has taught Literature Humanities, Columbia University’s required great-books course, since 1988. He loves the job, but it has changed. Over the past decade, students have become overwhelmed by the reading. College kids have never read everything…
New rule: you must read at least one book each month
Forwarded from Freedomain (Philosophy_Bot)
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Realism About the Poor
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🌟 Friday Night Live 🌟 Tonight we're talking about the thought-provoking film Parasite! 🎥🍿 Share your experience with the poor and let's dive into this important conversation! 💭💔
Watch and share more shorts at https://fdrurl.com/tiktok
Watch the entire show, How to Kill Your Own Self-Doubt at https://fdrpodcasts.com/5742
During that summer of 1765, while the assemblies of the different colonies were passing resolutions of protest, the mobs of the patriot party were protesting in another way. It certainly amazed Englishmen to read that the mob in Boston, not content with hanging in effigy the proposed stamp distributors, levelled the office of one of them to the ground and smashed the windows and furniture of his private house; that they destroyed the papers and records of the court of admiralty, sacked the house of the comptroller of customs, and drank themselves drunk with his wines; and, finally, actually proceeded to the house of Lieutenant-Governor Hutchison, who was compelled to flee to save his life. They completely gutted his house, stamped upon the chairs and mahogany tables until they were wrecked, smashed the large, gilt-framed pictures, and tore up all the fruit-trees in his garden. Governor Hutchinson was a native of the province, was its historian, and with his library perished many invaluable historical manuscripts which he had been thirty years collecting. The mob cut open the beds and let the feathers out, which they scattered with his clothes, linen, smashed furniture, and pictures in the street.
That this outrage had been incited the day before by the preaching of the Rev. Dr. Mayhew, a Puritan divine, did not lessen its atrocity in the eyes of Englishmen. He had held forth on the text, “I would they were even cut off which trouble you;” and the mob came very near obeying his instructions literally. A great many respectable citizens were shocked, or appeared to be shocked, at this violence and excess. They held town meetings of abhorrence, a guard was organized to prevent such outrages in the future, and rewards were offered for rioters. But it is quite significant that, although the rioters were well known, as the historians assure us, no one was punished. Two or three were arrested, but were rescued by their friends, and it was found impossible to proceed against them.
- Sydney George Fisher, True History of the American Revolution
One of the most bizarre trends on "the right" is that it has an incredible tendency to praise its past enemies and to contaminate itself with them. The example of this you will all agree with is how the mainstream rate in the US will praise people like Martin Luther King Jr.. More controversially, the right more broadly will praise the Whig US founding fathers. That one is fairly obscured by our modern conception of the history, though. One that really baffles me is how modern dissident right wingers will praise the Irish Republican Army, who were often outright communists. But they were, in some sense, also ethnic nationalists, so le "race is the highest good" crowd are of course terminally confused on the subject.
Dull Academic Incessant Liturgical Yapping: Philosophical Orations on Order & Reaction
One of the most bizarre trends on "the right" is that it has an incredible tendency to praise its past enemies and to contaminate itself with them. The example of this you will all agree with is how the mainstream rate in the US will praise people like Martin…
I wrote this with speech to text while shoveling the snow off my garage's roof. This is realpolitik.
The founding fathers were whigs, and whiggery is evil. It constantly struck at the order that be, pulling it apart, and leaving the world in a fundamentally more chaotic state. Liberalism par excellence.
What do I mean here? The whigs would consistently undermine established authority and traditional social bonds. For example, they targeted Royal authority in favor of the Parliament, they challenged Anglican religious supremacy and authority, pushed for expanding suffrage, pushed for various reforms including the elimination of land ownership or religious tests for voting, supported commercial interests over traditional landed authority, and, perhaps most importantly, elevated things like "liberty" over concrete and traditional social institutions.
Each Whig "victory" — from the Glorious Revolution through Catholic Emancipation and Reform Acts - weakened some existing source of social stability and authority. While Whigs claimed to be defending "ancient liberties," they were actually dissolving the traditional social fabric piece by piece.
Whig emphasis on individual rights, religious tolerance, and commercial freedom helped create a more atomized, unstable society. The Whig tendency to justify political change through appeals to abstract principles like liberty (rather than tradition or divine right) introduced a permanently revolutionary element into politics — there is always some new "reform" needed in the name of liberty, in the name of equality, in the name of progress.
Again, leftism par excellence.
Thus concludes my SPED Talk — "Society Pre-Enlightenment Defense"
What do I mean here? The whigs would consistently undermine established authority and traditional social bonds. For example, they targeted Royal authority in favor of the Parliament, they challenged Anglican religious supremacy and authority, pushed for expanding suffrage, pushed for various reforms including the elimination of land ownership or religious tests for voting, supported commercial interests over traditional landed authority, and, perhaps most importantly, elevated things like "liberty" over concrete and traditional social institutions.
Each Whig "victory" — from the Glorious Revolution through Catholic Emancipation and Reform Acts - weakened some existing source of social stability and authority. While Whigs claimed to be defending "ancient liberties," they were actually dissolving the traditional social fabric piece by piece.
Whig emphasis on individual rights, religious tolerance, and commercial freedom helped create a more atomized, unstable society. The Whig tendency to justify political change through appeals to abstract principles like liberty (rather than tradition or divine right) introduced a permanently revolutionary element into politics — there is always some new "reform" needed in the name of liberty, in the name of equality, in the name of progress.
Again, leftism par excellence.
Thus concludes my SPED Talk — "Society Pre-Enlightenment Defense"
If you own a device that can display 4K resolution, you are a lib. Sorry, I don't make the rules.
Kwik Trip gave us a second set of 52 free butters. Neat.
Forwarded from Axle
I'm in a bunch of other chats where I've helped people with their gardens and livestock. I let an irl friend borrow equipment to work up a pasture at a place he just bought.
I've been preaching leave the cities for years
I've been preaching leave the cities for years
Forwarded from H F
Prisoner before execution: “MR. POOR! THATS NOT FAIR! WHAT ABOUT MY RIGHTS?! MY FREEDOMS?!”
Mr. Poor: “I literally have zero idea what you are talking about. Goodbye.”
Mr. Poor: “I literally have zero idea what you are talking about. Goodbye.”
Forwarded from the Caddyshack OSINT (Ty Webb)
2024 GMC Hummer EV —> $152K
auto manufacturers are insane
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auto manufacturers are insane
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