A good story

There are several instances in the Bible where God commands a person to perform an action that contradicts apparently universal ethical rules and rewards this person for his or her faithful suspension of morality. The story of Samson in the book of Judges is one such case. During a time period when God is punishing the Israelites and giving them “into the hand of the Philistines,” (Judges 10.7) an angel appears to a man named Manoah and his wife, who had not been able to bear children. The angel informs them that they are to have a son, Samson, who ordained as a ‘Nazarite’ from before birth and devoted to a life of serving God, will deliver the Israelites from the rule of the Philistines. As Samson grows up and carries out his divinely-commanded purpose in life, he becomes known for his awesome strength, leading single-handed campaigns against Philistine troops with no more than the jaw bone of an ass.
Bewildered by his superhuman abilities, the Philistines prompt his lover Delilah to ascertain the secret of his strength. After incessant prodding, Samson sincerely and tragically reveals, “A razor has never come upon my head; for I have been a Nazirite to God from my mother’s womb. If my head were shaved, then my strength would leave me; I would become weak, and be like anyone else,” (Judges 16.17). Delilah promptly informs the Philistines, who capture Samson and instead of killing him, shave his head, gouge out both of his eyes, and imprison him as a slave. After some time, Samson is brought from prison to be displayed at religious festival for the Philistine’s seemingly-victorious god. His hair is now again long, and his strength is returned. With his divinely-restored might, Samson enacts revenge on his and the Israelites’ oppressors. Fulfilling the prophecy delivered before Samson’s birth, he pushes against the pillars of the temple and topples the entire structure, killing himself and “more than those he had killed during his life,” (Judges 16.30). Samson had killed many men in his lifetime.

Why do people believe this stuff?

Can ONE man really topple the pillars of a friggin temple!?

What I am most curious about is whether or not Samson went to hell because he killed himself.

my favorite spice

The average American thinks nothing when he throws a few pearly bulbs of garlic into a produce bag except what next should be added to his basket. He or she goes on with his or her life, enjoying the nice, spicy flavor the garlic gives his or her dinner, without ever having contemplated the flavor’s origin. Though the United States is ranked fourth in the world in garlic cultivation and production, garlic’s high demand in America and companies’ desire to increase profits have resulted in the importation of garlic from under regulated and unethical grow operations in China. And all of this comes at a grand total less than the mere cost of production of garlic by American farmers.
Globally, China is by far the largest producer of garlic, producing over 75 percent of world tonnage. Prior to the imposition of a 377 percent duty against fresh Chinese garlic imports in 1994, China was a major exporter of garlic to the United States. This duty was set in attempts to counteract the growing dominance of Chinese garlic imports and protect American garlic farmers. Don Christopher, the owner of the main US supplier of garlic Christopher Ranch, explains “The concept of a free market economy is nonexistent in China, and as such, Chinese garlic growers have been selling their product below cost, without any consideration for labor.” In attempts to circumnavigate this tariff, many Chinese producers are labeling their cartons intended for export to the US as a “Product of Uzbekistan” or “Product of Thailand”. What the shit is this?
With the recent publicity of subpar products coming from China and consumed by unknowing Americans, (e.g. toothpaste, pet food, and children’s toys) the issue of contaminated garlic from China has also come to the American public’s attention. Consumers became outrage discovering the huge quantities of cheap, sometimes-toxic Chinese garlic that were being “dumped” – sold for less than production costs at the expense of their workers– into the United States. As mentioned, the main supplier of garlic to US super chains such as Wal-Mart and Costco is Christopher Ranch, based in the “garlic capital of the US,” Gilroy, CA. While company owner Don Christopher has been a main advocate for American-grown garlic, insisting it’s superior flavor and quality, the truth behind their claims of distributing purely American grown and produced garlic is dubious.
In doing some personal research, I went to the local Wal-Mart, and when I studied a three head bag of garlic, I was perplexed by what it read. On one side it read, “Gilroy’s Finest, Christopher Ranch, Family Owned Since 1956.” Then on the back, in much smaller print, it read, “3 PCS Fresh garlic, Product of China, Distributed by Christopher Ranch, Gilroy, CA 95020, U.S.A.”
THIS IS ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. I don’t wan’t my favorite spice to turn my into some sort of toxic wasteland. I’ve seen made a post on reddit and have brought it to the national attention of doers. F U WalMart, Christopher Ranch, and all the greedy people involved.

Key and Peele

The use of satire in the Key and Peele sketch comedy reveals a truth about trends in American urban youth by doing just that: by being contrary to the expected, by being nonsensical to the point of absurdity, by making us laugh. Moreover, it reveals a truth about our own ideological assumptions.
Comedy Central describes the new hit American sketch-comedy show as an “original new sketch-comedy show that examines life in a provocative and irreverent way, through a combination of filmed sketches and live stage segments. Whether it’s satirizing the President, spoofing Nazis, or ordering up some soul food, Key & Peele showcases their chemistry, camaraderie and unique point of view, born from their shared background and experiences growing up biracial in a not quite post-racial world.”
The show itself has received numerous positive reviews, even by one of the targets of their criticism, President Obama. While on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, Obama touches on how he had watched the skit on himself with ‘Luther, his Anger Translator’ saying, “It’s pretty good stuff ”.
As with any great satirical piece, Key and Peele not only makes us laugh, they makes us think

best of… IMHO

breakfast tacos: Tamale House on Airport. Get the Migas and wrap ’em up as a bfast taco. That’s some meat free goodness right there.

smoothie: In your own kitchen. Banana, almond milk, peanut butter, blueberries, yogurt, lil bit of oatmeal, protein powder and vanilla. Or for winter, heat up milk in sauce pan and blend with a banana and nutmeg. If you want a ‘healthy’ green smoothie, blend spinach and berries with either water or some kind milk sub. IMO the best tasting daily-juice/ juice-land smoothies are so good because they have some kind of nut butter in them but they’re usually not worth the $$.

pizza: East Side Pies, Salvation, and Homeslice are all badass. Then again, walkable drunken pizza tastes excellent, no matter where it’s from. Austin’s Pizza is good too.

hamburger: Casino El Camino or Jackelope
Hut’s is the old school choice, 2 for 1 on Wednesday.
Dans/ Frans are ok for the traditional frozen burger.
If you want exotic go for Bubba’s game Burgers in Elroy
Hopdoddy

bbq: franklins brisket, rubys brisket sandwhich with creamy coleslaw

tex-mex: Habanero on oltorf. Hands down the best. It has weird hours, so check before you go.. polvo’s on south 1st is also the shiz. Get a pitcher of their frozen margaritas and the camaron diablo or the fish a la plancha

vegetarian: Casa de La Luz, Bouldin Creek, Mother’s, Wheatsville, Whole Foods.
Also, Beets on 5th street is a living foods place, and Tom’s Tabooley has a tasty falafel. P. Terry’s has an excellent vegetarian (but not vegan, it has cheese in the patty) veggie burger.

pho: pho dan, pho saigon, or hai-ky if you don’t want to make the trek up north

sushi: uchiko, Bar Chi is awesome and delicious! It’s on 2nd and Colorado, I believe. They have late-night happy hour on the weekends and are consistently good and cheap.

seafood: Perlas hands down, Quality Seafood Sarket

coffee: Strangebrew, Cafe Medici

best bars: highball, violet crown (cheap and stout), Shangri-La, lustre pearl, black heart

karaoke: egos, austin karaoke, highball

watering holes: deep eddie, barton springs (duh), green belt,

Black Death

In middle school we learn about the Bubonic Plague—the skin-rotting disease that killed more than 25 million people throughout Europe between 1347 and 1352. We learn that the reason for the “Black Death’s” rapid spread is due to two factors: people’s belief that bathing would exacerbate contamination and rats. While this is not inaccurate, a third and lesser-known factor for the epidemic’s tyranny exists: the persecution of cats.
Four hundred years before the plague weeded out a third of Europe’s population, the Welsh sensibly placed value on cats, recognizing their ability to protect human food stores. Welsh ruler Hywel the Good established laws that imposed strict penalties for harming or stealing cats, mandating the following for anyone who did
However, The Middle Ages and adoption of English law brought about a change of opinion of the feline. Certain religious leaders had been casting aspersions on cats for quite some time before the Black Plague hit. Cats were not subservient and tended to be noisy at night, which caused them to be viewed with suspicion. They began to be viewed to have magical powers; cats began to be associated with the devil and their owners with witches. Pope Gregory IX (cousin of Pope Innocent III) launched a massive war on cats and went so far as to label the cat a “diabolical creature” in 1232. In his bull Vox in Rama, Gregory’s condemnation of worshiping Satin the form of a black cat led to a massacre of felines across Europe. In a manic manner, millions of cats were put to death and even sometimes burnt with their owners. With paranoid fervor, Europe by and large wiped out its domestic cat population.
Europe’s rat population, now unchecked by their natural predators, each carried hundred of tiny fleas, which were the true transmitters of the bubonic plague germ. Areas with more rats therefore had more fleas and thus a higher instance of plague outbreak. Cats were the first line of defense against the plague, and their absence—due to an erroneous and pseudo-canonical belief— was perhaps more detrimental than people’s ignorance of the nature of bacteria.
Ironically, when the deadly plague first arrived, cats became a scapegoat. The belief spread that God had abandoned humans; thus, religious leaders needed a way to curb the people’s loss of faith that threatened the Church’s profit and authority—they needed to blame Satan for the plague. As physical evidence of Satan’s presence, cats were singled out as agents of the devil, who were ‘vessels of evil,’ carrying death and sickness with them wherever they went. Poor kitty.

If you’re looking for a good time…

go to the highball on S. Lamar. Packed with 8 vintage bowling lanes, 7 uniquely decorated karaoke rooms, and a dance floor to get jiggy wit it, it’s an adults playground. The best thing about The Highball is definitely the decor and general atmosphere. Or maybe its the old-school bowling, I can’t decide. Maybe for you it’d be to sing karaoke with your drunk colleagues, participate in pub trivia (geeks who drink), toss back a tasty cocktail before you go see a movie next door at the Drafthouse, or hell just mingle with people. The drinks and food set the standard. For me, the Dr. Pepper glazed ribs left quite the impression. But, I recently read that they were voted as having some of the best fried chicken in the nation. I repeat, the Highball is tons of fun! But, if you are wanting to bowl, make sure and book a lane way in advance. I have tried to walk in with a group of friends a lot of times and there are never any lanes open no matter what the day of the week it is. Highball is also a great place to watch bands. One of the best jazz/fusion bands in town, Black Red Black, has residency on Wednesday nights. They’re definitely worth checking out. They’re the cream of the crop. Ex-members of Mumford & sons, compounded with professors of Jazz at UT make for a great combo. Like I said, it’s heaven for the 21+ group with a little bit of spare change to blow. Average cocktail’s will run you about $7-10. Happy hour is definitely the time to go though: free karaoke rooms, $20/ hr bowling by lane, and pretty damn good drink specials. Maybe I’m biased because I live across the street, so I’m what you’d call a regular. They’re closing for remodeling in less than 3 weeks, so get a sitter, and enjoy your wife’s company while it lasts.

ps. my girlfriend and I are good company if ya’ll would like to grab a drink sometime