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Mountain Views News Saturday, November 18, 2023
RICH JOHNSON
NOW THAT’S RICH
STUART TOLCHIN
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PUT THE LIGHTS ON
WE CAN DO BETTER
THANKSGIVING: I CAN'T WEIGHT
I have always been clear about hating guns. Really
it is not just connected with my hatred of war. I
do hate the idea of war. To me it illustrates the simple
fact that Homo Sapiens, human beings if you will, are
currently not a very civilized specie. I think things can
be different and it is required that people have a clearer
understanding of what are the causes of war and how
innocent soldiers are coerced into fighting. World War I was labelled
as the War to end all Wars and we know how that turned out. The war
originated in Europe in 1914 and lasted until 1918 and it is estimated that
there were a total of nine million combatant deaths and 13 million civilian
deaths as a result of the conflict.
Can you relate to those numbers? Twenty two million deaths!
Compare that to the thousands killed by the terrorist bombings of 09/11
and the many more thousands being killed today connected to the Hamas
bombing of Israel. Israeli Prime Minister Netanyahu now justifies the
continuing Israeli bombing of Gaza as necessary to eliminate all remnant
of Hamas as being absolutely a matter of self-defense. He argues, perhaps
correctly, that unless all of the military terrorists that compose Hamas are
eliminated there were always be further attacks. This seems to me to be
another fanciful construction of the need for War as a way to end wars.
My understanding of world history, limited as it is, does not agree with
that position.
Even going back to our own Revolutionary War I believe that that
war with the English colonizers was fought for the benefit of the prospering
American upper class who resented paying taxes to far-away England
when they themselves could impose taxes on Americans and benefit from
“the freedom for democracy” which hardly anyone understood then, and
has become obvious, huge segments of American voters care little about
now. So the question remains what are we fighting for and how do we
stop it? It would seem that education would or should clarify the insanity
of war. Instead in the United States that I have experienced, there
was always a call for the young men to be good patriots and go into military
service in order to protect the rest of us. During the days I attended
College the faraway Viet Nam War raged over issues I never understood.
My parents were of the World War II generation and encouraged me to
register for the Draft and if necessary allow myself to be drafted and in
my mind probably killed. I believed that in many ways, at least at first,
they were more concerned with what the neighbors might think than they
were concerned about my own life.
Within a remarkably short time much of Public Opinion changed
and my parents, and my friends’ parents’ position changed. During Law
School, which I had entered mainly to avoid the Draft, I volunteered to
work with the National Lawyers Guild and assisted a great many potential
draftees to avoid conscription. I realized only later that these young men
were all white and that their parents were generally members of the upper
middle class who had encouraged their sons to seek out lawyers. Meanwhile,
non-white kids and less privileged white kids were being drafted to
fight and potentially die or suffer permanent trauma.
The willingness of America to assist Israel and to continue sending
military aid to the Ukraine absolutely sickens me. Way back in 2020
I wrote that Putin’s incursion into the Ukraine was a recognition of his
own weakness and that he was simply attempting to strengthen his hold
on Russia by engaging in this conflict. Very few agreed with me and everyone
talked about the importance of protecting Democracy. I believe
that the American position benefits weapon-makers who make huge contributions
to elected officials. Our present system seems to elect those
who yearn for power and notoriety or something and have little interest
in anything but avoiding the loss of their elected office. News media
must not be allowed to present material that is known to be untrue. Freedom
of speech was never intended to allow the presentation of knowing
outright lies. There must be established an independent supervising entity
that has the responsibility to protect the public from knowing deception.
It is also of the utmost importance to recognize what disputes are
really about. That would be a good beginning.
Ahh Thanksgiving week is upon us.
I wonder if the spirit of Thanksgiving has held on all these years because
it is essentially illegal to ‘diet’ on Thanksgiving. Or possibly many of us
are thankful on Thanksgiving because that’s the one day in a year family
members travel hundreds of miles to be with other family members. And
we are thankful we see those people only once a year. Who can say?
In any event here are some ponderables to consider around the Thanksgiving table.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight. That’s because by then your body and
your fat have gotten to be really good friends.
The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.
Did you ever notice the Roman numerals for forty (40) are XL?
If you can smile when things go wrong, it’s because you have someone else in mind to
blame.
The sole purpose of a child’s middle name is so he or she can tell when he or she is really in
trouble (Richard Otis!!)
Did you notice when you put the two words ‘the’ and ‘IRS’ together it spells ‘theirs”?
When you are dissatisfied and want to go back to your youth, think of algebra.
One of the many realities no one tells you about aging is that it is a nice change from being
young. Yeah, being young is beautiful. But being old is comfortable.
Back to Thanksgiving here are a few notable quotes on the subject:
“I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.” Erma Bombeck
“On Thanksgiving Day we acknowledge our dependence.” William Jennings Bryant
“Coexistence…what the farmer does with the turkey – until Thanksgiving.” Mike Connoly
How many turkeys are prepared each Thanksgiving? About 46 million…gobble gobble
gobble. P.S. No turkey at the first Thanksgiving. Venison, swan, duck and goose, but no
turkey. Oh and don’t forget lobster, oysters, fish and a little eel. Ewww!
Thanksgiving leftovers led to the invention of TV dinners. It’s true. In 1953 a food produc-
tion company (named Swanson) overestimated how much turkey they were going to sell for
Thanksgiving. Ended up with 260 tons of leftover frozen turkey. Somebody suggested they
put the frozen turkey in aluminum trays with veggies and mashed potatoes and wal-la…
the first TV tray frozen dinner. I miss those old aluminum trays. Guess microwaves put an
end to them.
By the way, Black Friday (day after Thanksgiving) is the busiest day of the year for plumbers.
50% more calls than on a normal Friday. Chop chop!!
And my home state, Minnesota produces the most turkeys in the country. 40+ million. I’m
in there somewhere!
Please don’t forget the first video game character to be featured as a massive balloon in the
Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Twas Sonic the Hedgehog in 1993. He went astray and
crashed. Yep, tis true.
Finally, the Green Bean Casserole turns 68 in 2023. In case you forgot the Green Bean Casserole
was invented by Dorcas Reilly a home economist with Campbells Soup. Apparently
Campbell’s needed to sell more Cream of Mushroom soup. It was originally called “Green
Bean Bake”. Campbells tells us 40% of Cream of Mushroom soup sales go toward making
the dish.
Where else do you get this caliber of cutting edge information? If you are a regular reader
of my column, you should know there are support groups out there working hard to keep
regular readers of my columns sane…or at least functional in society! (I wonder what that’s
like?)
Anyway, I sure appreciate the opportunity to possibly lighten the load in all of our lives.-
Dorkus Rich
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DINAH CHONG WATKINS
CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE
WRONG KIND
GOBBLE, GOBBLE
The thick ziploc bag held an opaque iceberg of meat. Of
the myriad species of livestock we had packed neatly in
the freezer, I was almost sure this unmarked bag contained
beef. Not a roast or a rack of ribs, something long
and sausage-like. Snake perhaps? I think I chopped that
up in the chicken noodle soup last week. Then I remembered,
it was the Wagyu beef we were given (maybe a year - or two ago).
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, the mystery meat flaand the next
day we woke up still alive, medical intervention unnecessary.
Food is the luck of the draw. What better example than the traditional familial
Thanksgiving. The myth we’re taught is the first Thanksgiving was attended
by a multitude of guests each contributing a dish in gratitude thus
the making of the origin story of both Thanksgiving and the Potluck, but in
reality the Pilgrim host was a inept hand at the stove and no one wanted to
eat her food.
There’s a rigid canon to the Thanksgiving menu every family ascribes to,
changes however small - no French’s fried onions on the green beans this
year, Aunt Karen is now a pescatarian, are hotly negotiated between the
mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, second and thrice removed cousins.
Caught in the crossfire is the naive fiancé.
Iconic dishes are passed down from the elders, the techniques are ardently
adhered to including the cookware; a bent cake pan, a chipped mixing bowl
and a pasta roller groaning out for retirement (even in his wheelchair, Uncle
Don can still pump out No.5 fettuccine).
Turkey is the centerpiece and mainstay of the holiday. Complicated to prepare,
it involves a lot of math, calculating the number of days to defrost, the
cook time based on weight, stuffed, unstuffed, sear high or roast slow. Then
there’s the bravado in-the-driveway DIY deep fry, have the fire department
on speed dial.
What’s ironic is the Wild Turkey is one of the most difficult animals to hunt.
It’s natural perimeter sensors are military grade and the fortunate Pilgrim
who brought it to the first Thanksgiving (dooming future generations to
hours of work and last minute prayers) could have easily caught a wild pig
instead. Pork chops and applesauce would’ve been so much easier, and less
math!
As America is a melting pot, so too is its Thanksgiving spread. In my family,
quick hands got the moist, deep Unami bites of dark meat from the thighs
and drumsticks while the slow-mo got stuck with the the bland, dry as a
French’s fried onion crisp breast meat. If only an octo-turkey existed, with
thighs and legs to go around, there would be no sad faces around the table.
But even the losers found solace in our rice stuffing. Sticky Jasmine rice from
the green hills of Thailand, mixed with bits of cured sausage, crunchy water
chestnuts, and oyster sauce.
Over at my in-laws, homemade ravioli is king. With a red sauce made from
the ripest tomatoes from Italy, deli-fresh Italian sausage and a loving touch
overseen from heaven. Grown men slug it out over second helpings and the
remaining meatballs. I stand at a safe distance with my lone, unadorned ravioli
reminiscing about my rice stuffing. While we say Thanksgiving is for family
and friends, we know amongst the drama, there is food and give thanks
to the hands that brought it.
Days after our mystery meat dinner, while digging through the freezer for
our next meal I found a ziploc bag marked “Wagyu”. Hey! Snake never tasted
so good.
Dinah Chong Watkins column appears every 1st and 3rd Saturday of the
month.
For more Close Encounters Of The Wrong Kind go to www.ceotwk.com
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