Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

July 24, 2010

Why Progressives Hate Vegans: Part One


Vegans are embarrassing.  They take the bleeding heart liberal thing to a new level by extending their compassion to (gasp) other things that bleed.  They hate humans, because anyone who seeks to prevent violence and cruelty toward animals can't possibly have enough time or empathy to also care about humans.  They just want attention with their special dietary needs.  They're health freaks - even the ones who bake calorific cupcakes.  When asked why they are vegan, they give answers such as, "I think it is unethical."  They shouldn't go preaching like that, even when asked direct questions.  They have to stop talking about animal intelligence, emotions, and compassion, because it's not macho.  Killing things is macho.  Progressivism is about being macho, because if progressives aren't macho enough to out-macho the conservatives, then they will lose ground among conservatives.  Because compassion is gendered, and femininity and love and caring are all passe.  Vegans are just so embarrassing.  That's one of the reasons why progressives hate vegans.

April 15, 2010

Review: The Cravings Place Cinnamon Coffee Cake Mix

Yes, it's another review of a mix from The Cravings Place.  This time, it's the cinnamon coffee cake.

Coffee cake is always fantastic.  My only caution is that the topping was very dry.  Like kitty litter dry.  I added the correct amount of margarine to the topping mix, but it was much like sand.  Hoping it would be magically absorbed into the rest of the batter, I sprinkled it on.  It remained powder.  I pretended to ignore this.
Despite the sandy top, the coffee cake was pretty delicious.  It reminded me of a cinnamon donut.  It was quickly devoured, and I have the notion to make a coffee cake from scratch.  Perhaps a cardamom coffee cake.  With swirls of preserves.  We shall see.

Now is also the time to discuss my distaste for Californian strawberries.  The discussion goes like this: "Even the ones from the farmers market taste like goddamned wet styrofoam.  I make no apologies to Californians, because you are the ones willingly consuming this not-berry."