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@benjaminnorton If you genuinely believe that is anti-fascist merely because they're and say they're anti-fascist, my friend you have fallen for one of the classic blunders.

Boogaloo in Music Lyrics

Rioters:

The roof, the roof
The roof is on fire
The roof, the roof
The roof is on fire
The roof, the roof
The roof is on fire
We don't need no water, let the motherf--ker burn
Burn motherf--ker
Burn

Normies:

Help! I need somebody
Help! Not just anybody
Help! You know I need someone
Help!

>The less you understand the world, the easier it is to make a decision

Dinner gets very local for squirrel-eating Seattleite

Melany Vorass called to say dinner was trapped in her front yard.

A few hours later we were eating risotto di rodentia — eastern gray squirrel braised in Lopez Island white wine with mushrooms and Italian-style rice. It did not taste like chicken.

As you might guess, Vorass is serious about eating locally. She teaches urban foraging. She raises goats, chickens, bees and worms at her Green Lake house. And she believes she’s the only person in Seattle harvesting squirrels for protein.

“I know how out there it sounds,” says Vorass, a former state environmental analyst. “But the alternative is to close your eyes and eat what comes on a Styrofoam tray.”

In a city that savors local food initiatives, allowing up to eight chickens and three goats in every back yard, Vorass is exploring new frontiers.

“I don’t see any reason why we would object,” chuckles City Council President Richard Conlin, prime mover of Seattle’s locavore agenda. “From a public-policy standpoint it’s an individual making a choice, and that’s fine.”

Vorass and her husband, Carlos Herrera, an environmental engineer, aren’t quite weed-eating hippies — though they do munch on dandelions and daylillies.

Vorass, 49, who says “we’re kind of upper middle class,” is just trying to quiet her conscience.

She likes prime rib. But she can’t eat it without a bad case of guilt.

Veganism doesn’t work for Vorass, either. If widely embraced, she believes, its reliance on soy for protein would lead to declining biodiversity and catastrophic mono-crop collapses (think Irish potato famine).

Squirrels came to her stove top thanks to an angry neighbor, old cookbook and quirky cuisine of the United Kingdom, she says.

Sciurus carolinensis had long been a nuisance around her house, crawling into the eaves and making a mess. She demanded that her husband “repatriate” the cute critters. He’d trap and then release them at nearby Cowen Park. Until, that is, an outraged man cursed at Herrera for dumping his bushy-tailed problems on neighbors.

Vorass had read about the British appetite for squirrels. In England, eating nonnative gray squirrels has been viewed as a way to save the indigenous red squirrel. Following a “Save a red, eat a gray!” campaign, some of London’s finest restaurants started serving up the Yank transplants, according to The New York Times.

While leafing through “Joy of Cooking,” Vorass spotted a squirrel recipe. If they were going to exterminate the varmints, she told Herrera, they were going to try eating them.

#Seattle

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I knew it was gonna be bad when a high school senior got thousands of followers to cancel a couple of her classmates on New Year's Eve

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Off with your head

Dance, dance til you're dead

Heads will roll

Good morning everyone, may everyone have the best rest of their lives, amen.

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