Friday, January 31, 2014

Now just hold up . . .

. . . do we really want to create a martyr? Boston Marathon Bomber, Dzhokhar Tsarnaev is up for the death penalty. He and his now-deceased brother carried out a heinous attack on innocent civilians. I don’t question that he must be punished for that.

However, to like-minded young terrorists-in-the-making, Tsarnaev is already a hero. If he is put to death for his heroic deeds, he instantly becomes a martyr.

Radical Islamists already have no problem blowing themselves up. They believe that such sacrifice guarantees their welcome into heaven as heroes.

Wouldn’t we be playing into the extremists’ hands if we take Tsarnaev’s life? Of course, it will be done humanely because Americans are always humane, right? His execution at our hands accomplishes a terrorist’s ultimate goal: to die a martyr.

On the other hand, if he remains in prison for the remainder of his life, he will live a pretty good life: sheltered, clothed, fed regularly, entertained, free education and health care, etc. A far better existence than that of hundreds of thousands of refugees and our own homeless people.

So what is the answer? Hard labor.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Abortion With a Bicycle Pump


“Bicycle pump abortions would be an ideal birth control method in developing countries, according to a young Australian doctor.” Vacuum extraction using this method, developed in Eastern Europe for “lunch-hour abortions” costs considerably less than electric machines specifically designed for abortion.

Now that you’re gasping in disbelief as I did when I came across the newspaper clipping, I will elaborate.

During the early 1970s my architect-dad was asked to travel to Malaysia in connection with a World Bank birth control program. Apparently his expertise in hospital design and construction was needed.

Dad died six years ago and we are still sorting through work related documents he saved; and he saved a lot! He accumulated several newspaper clippings while in Kuala Lampur and its surrounds. The clipping to which I referred above was stapled with several more. A more humorous, but unkind clipping told of a contractor who was building a posh new development in Milan. It happened to be in a neighborhood where prostitutes had long plied their trade. Being that this would distract potential buyers, he decided to take action.

Renting a helicopter one night, he circled overhead and dropped “bombs” filled with indelible ink onto the women. He claimed to have tried coming to an agreement with the streetwalkers, but the neighborhood was a prime spot for picking up wealthy patrons. When he failed at negotiating, he threatened to use fire crackers next time. Forty years later, who knows how it all played out.

My point in rehashing these old news stories is to illustrate how minds used to work to the detriment of women. I can only hope that abortion is no longer considered a birth control method in developing countries and that bicycle pumps are used only to refill flat tires.

The things that were done to women in the name of expediency and cost-effectiveness were horrifying and must never be repeated. Having said that, I do support a woman’s right to choose but for the sake of compassion not convenience.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Sloe Gin Balls

Several years ago my older brother and his wife were coming to visit. I knew what he liked to drink, but had no clue about her tastes. Told that she liked sloe gin fizzes, I scrambled to the liquor store to buy supplies.

What did she choose to drink? -- ginger ale. I’m not one to force booze on anyone because I hardly touch it myself. As I handed her a glass of ginger ale, I started wondering what I could do with the sloe gin. Today it came to me.

For Christmas I usually make Jack Daniel’s Balls. [I know, yuck it up all you want.] This time around I decided to use the sloe gin instead of bourbon.

The recipe is incredibly simple.

2 cups finely crushed vanilla cookies (I use Nilla Wafers)
6 oz. chocolate chips
1/2 cup sugar
3 Tbs. light corn syrup
1/3 cup bourbon or sloe gin
1/2 cup finely chopped walnuts

I crush the cookies in a food processor. Noisy, but easier. You can also do it in a zipping plastic bag with a rolling pin. Melt the chips in a medium sized microwavable bowl for about 40 seconds then remove and stir with a wooden spoon until smooth. Add the sugar and corn syrup. Tip: I squirt a bit of nonstick spray in the measuring spoon to make the syrup slide out and not stick. Add the booze, nuts and crumbs. Mix together then roll into walnut sized balls and roll in confectioner’s sugar. I did not use nuts this time because I didn’t have any and they turned out well.

As is true with women, these improve with aging in an air tight container. [No, don’t put your woman in an air tight container. She likes to breathe and move about.]

Happy January 2nd!