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Peeves

A sampling from among the multitude of things that irk and irritate me in this “new world order.”

Holiday Humbug?

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[with addendums ]

‘Tis the season! It starts earlier each year as the shopping season with its commercial, sales, and music now starting to appear in July.  In few years, all pretense of traditional Judeo-Christian religious values will have been successfully submerged, subsumed, and re-emerged as one giant new secular-mercantile season that coincides perfectly with the most important religion of them all: The advent of the new football season (eliminating Advent itself), much to the glee of the lefty social(ist) engineers.

And it shall be called—sing it with me:
Fa-La-La-La-Laa-pa-loo-ooo-za!  (!די לאַ-לאַ-לאַ-לאַ-פּאַלואָזאַ)

[Ed. postscript added 12/26/18: Take a look at this.]

Many things are indicative of the season besides those mentioned above, including mass solicitations by all manner of allegedly charitable enterprises. I donate to a select group at various times during the year and often come to regret doing so, mostly because of what happens during this time of year. Some of you will nod along with what follows.

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The Stomach-churning Turn-off

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The late Vic Tayback as “Mel.”

[Addendum added 5/25/21]

I like to watch all kinds of cooking shows: How-to, competitions, and especially those that give a behind-the-scenes look into the kitchens of various top-tier restaurants. A common trend I have noticed is how many of the younger chef crowd—male and female—have arms covered in tat “sleeves.”  I see that and get an impression of a greasy spoon establishment with an ex-Navy cook wearing dirty white pants and stained apron with a white T-shirt wet with sweat and arms with tattoos he got in various ports, no doubt, after nights of serious drinking and debauchery…something akin to the “Mel” character in the old sit-com Alice (I can’t find any pics of Mel with any tats, just hairy arms which I find equally unsavory—and that includes you, Jacque Pépin). 

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