Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Freedom, Accountability, and Narissism

Reading Instapundit this morning, I am led to a article by the black scholar Shelby Steele,   The article itself is  behind a paywall at the Wall Street Journal, but OD DREHER  excerpts it extensively at the American Conservative.  It's  powerful piece that speaks to the black protests of the past couple of years, and speaks volumes about why those protests have lost the power of the narrative, to speak to the hearts of the rest of us.
What they missed is a simple truth that is both obvious and unutterable: The oppression of black people is over with. This is politically incorrect news, but it is true nonetheless. We blacks are, today, a free people. It is as if freedom sneaked up and caught us by surprise.
It must have taken incredible courage for Mr. Steele to write that paragraph, but he goes further, equating freedom with responsibility, and understanding that I've come to both respect and applaud.
That’s why, in the face of freedom’s unsparing judgmentalism, we reflexively claim that freedom is a lie. We conjure elaborate narratives that give white racism new life in the present: “systemic” and “structural” racism, racist “microaggressions,” “white privilege,” and so on. All these narratives insist that blacks are still victims of racism, and that freedom’s accountability is an injustice.
And that's the thing I've come to understand.  Freedom is a choice not a gift.  It is not dependent on the good will of others, it is a decision that we make, a state of mid.  But, with freedom comes responsibility.  Once we make the decision to be free, we are responsible for ourselves.  For once we are free, we will be judged on our own merits.  We are accountable to the law, to the rest of society, to the moral imperatives that freedom dictates. 

That's not to say that we won't struggle, won't fail, won't strive mightily.  Freedom is about struggle.  And, the choices we make as free people might live with us for many years.  A free person might choose to be a victim, to be ignorant, to live in poverty.  But, that doesn't mean that the rest of us need to participate in his choices.  Neither does it require that other free people contribute to his narrative of vivtimhood.

In my briefcase, for many years, I carried a quote attributed to Cesare Beccaria:
Every act of Authority of one man over another, without just cause, is Tyranny.
That quote, whether rightfully attributed or not, has been my guiding light since college.  And, I thank Mr. Steeel for putting my aggravation with the recent racial protests into perspective.  The racial protest of the past decade claim moral authority over me without just cause.  As such, they are tyrannical.  As a free man, I object. 

Now, as a free man, I have my own freedom to attend to.  I suggest that you all do the same.

UPDATE:  Surfing around later, I found this clip.  You may not believe me, because I'm all conservative and white, but would you listen to Morgan Freeman?



The bus runs every day.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Senator Leahy Displays His Ignorance

In questioning today during the "Sh*thole Gate" hearing, he made the statement that:

Now, last week in the Oval Office,  President Trump reportedly said the most vulgar and racist things I've ever heard a President of either party utter."
Oh, please, Senator.  You are displaying your ignorance.  Certainly, during your lifetime, you know of Presidents who used vulgarities, even racist vulgarities, in the Oval Office.  Lets's take Lyndon Johnson, for example.  He used the word "n**ger a" lot. 

Senator Leahy, being a Democrat, certainly knows that LBJ was a racist.  That's common knowledge.

Regardless of what President Trump may or may hot have said, ti's certainly no the most racist thug ever said in the Oval Office. Senator Leahy is an ignorant jackass.

Quick Potato Soup

Sitting home on a snowy Tuesday, Belle ad I were casting about for something to cook for lunch, and she mentioned that she was hungry for potato soup.  So, I started looking in the freezer and found a bag of Tater Tots I had bought for the grandkids, and in the pantry, I found a box of chicken stock.

I put the tater tots in a soup pot, and added the chicken stock.  Belle looked in the freezer and found a couple of leftover pieces of good tasso ham.  I defrosted it, chopped it into small cubes, and dded that to the pot.  Let it simmer for an hour or so, until the Tater Tots had simmered to pieces and the little potato chunks were tender.

We added some half-and-half, let that heat through, then got out some soup cups.


Garnish with shredded cheese, and serve with saltine crackers.  Now, after lunch, my belly is warm and I don't care if it snows the rest of the day.

Tuesday Morning

At daylight, we have freezing rain and the temps have already hit the high for today.    PawPaw is home, snug and warm (for the time being), and surprise, surprise, Belle's office just called, they are closed for the day.  We expect the weather to be crappy all day long, with the freezing rain changing to snow later this morning.  This does not bode well for central Louisiana, and prudent folks are staying home if possible.

My heart and prayers goes out to those folks who can't bunker up, and must go out in this weather.  Cops, jailers, hospital workers.  Those folks have to provide care an comfort to those people in their charge.  Belle and I have both pulled that duty during our working careers, and are now in positions that doesn't require that level of dedication.

In yesterday's post, concerning coffee, maggiek reminded me how to make coffee when the power goes south.  Thanks, but I've been doing this for a long time.  Not in ice, so much, but other natural disasters peculiar to these latitudes.  I've made coffee every way imaginable.  I've used percolators, I've used drip pots, I've even used an athletic sock to make "cowboy" coffee.    The one tried-and-true method I keep returning to is the old, standard drip coffee pot.

You can still get a brand new one on Amazon for over $50.00.  A decade or so ago, I wore one out and needed a replacement.  I refused to pay what the merchants locally were asking, so I started hitting flea markets.  Found a replacement for well under retail.  It's served me well during disasters and I'm never without the ability to make coffee.

Belle and I are fine, snug and warm at home, an we'll watch the weather and piddle inside today.

Monday, January 15, 2018

Winter Storm Update

I went today and got the butane bottles filled, and stopped at Wally-World and got some little one-pound canisters for the Coleman stove.  I don't expect a power outage, but if it happens, Belle can have coffee when she awakes.  It's one thing to be without power, it's another thing entirely to be without coffee.  That ain't likely to happen around here. 

Schools are closed locally, I'm told.  The announcement ain't out officially, but scuttlebutt from folks I trust tell me that the announcement is coming soon.  We're expecting 1/2 to 2 inches of white stuff, which doesn't seem like much to my brethren from the frozen north, but we don't do salt here.  We just barely have sand to put on bridges and overpasses.  A thin skim of snow will shut-us-the-hell-down until it melt.  Which won't take long.  When it snows tomorrow morning, it might last a fulll day if the temps stay below freeing. 

It is what it is, and we're finally having a winter, after four or five years of not much at all.  The good news, is that as far as I know, we're still having church services tonight.    I'm looking forward to it.  I haven't been able to make services in a couple of weeks, and I've missed it.

Winter Storm Inga

Turning on the Weather Channel this morning, I learn that they've started to name winter storms.  Who knew?  Anyway, this one is named Inga, and she's shaping up to be a bitch.  Here's a weather map from 5:00 a.mm.


It appears that she is going to push down all the way to Louisiana.  The weather weenies are telling us to expect a "wintry mix" tomorrow.  with temperatures in the high teens by Wednesday morning.

Oh, joy!  This global warmening is killing me. 

Sunday, January 14, 2018

If You Want More Of Something, Subsidize it.

Which state has the highest level of poverty in the United States?  Not Mississippi or West Virginia, but... drumroll please.... it's California.  Yeah, really!
It’s not as though California policymakers have neglected to wage war on poverty. Sacramento and local governments have spent massive amounts in the cause. Several state and municipal benefit programs overlap with one another; in some cases, individuals with incomes 200% above the poverty line receive benefits. California state and local governments spent nearly $958 billion from 1992 through 2015 on public welfare programs, including cash-assistance payments, vendor payments and “other public welfare,” according to the Census Bureau. California, with 12% of the American population, is home today to about one in three of the nation’s welfare recipients.
The generous spending, then, has not only failed to decrease poverty; it actually seems to have made it worse.
That's what happens when liberalism runs wild.  They throw money at a problem, and make it worse.  We could draw numerous parallels to the War On Poverty from LBJ during the '60s.  It's the same thing that my economics professor told us when we were studying macroeconomics.  "If you want more of something, subsidize it."

We've been subsidizing poverty for a long time.  That's why we have so much of it.

The President's Plain Realism

Oh, he threw a crap grenade into the world press last week, describing some countries as "sh*tholes".  The media exploded in outrage, the media was shocked, the politicians from that other party were apoplectic.  It was an outrage, the very thought that the President of the United States would stoop to such a hateful, derogatory, racist, unseemly adjective sent them into spasms of collective virtue-signalling.

But, the rest of us knew what he was talking about.  Soldiers, sailors, and airmen of all stripes knew just exactly what he was talking about.  But, lest I be accused of assuming something not yet in evidence, let me give  few examples.

If the country in question has recently opened slave-markets, that is a sh*thole country.
If the country in question treats women like chattel, that is a sh*thole country
If the electric power grid depends on the local warlord, you live in a sh*thole country.
If you live in a country where Malaria is the leading cause of death, you live in a sh*thole country
If your economy has hyper-inflation, you live in a sh*thole country.
If you have a toilet paper shortage, you live in a sh*thole country.

I could go on, but I find it amazing that many people don't know what the President was talking about.  The moral preening, the feigned outrage, the political double-speak, is all baffling to those of us who realize that some places are just horrible places to live.

But what I really find amazing is that only President Trump could make the adjective "sh*thole" go viral overnight.  It is what it is, and the President was speaking with plain realism.

Sunday Lunch

With outdoor temps in the high 20s, we opted for comfort food today.  Something simple, warm ad filling.  Taco Soup.  T he recipe is right here.

Belle got a new crock pot for Christmas, and decided to give it a whirl.  It's a big ole ceramic cooker, an 8-quart model, and she made a double batch of taco soup to see how it would do.  What I like about meals like this is that you can brown your meat in a skillet or dutch oven, then start transferring stuff into the ceramic cooker.  Put it on low, let it bump, and you don't have to stand over the stove stirring and wondering.


With corn chips, shredded cheese, and maybe a little sour cream, it will fill bellies with warm goodness.  Taco Soup, it's what's fer lunch.

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Shop Update - Shooting

 This morning we held our first club shoot n the new shop.  Brother Herb Dickerson led us in prayer and dedicated the building to the Greater Glory of God, and we commenced the gunfire.

L-R Cookie, Blue Eyed Belle and Dustin
Moon, announcing.  Blue Eyed Belle coaching, and Brother Herb learning the electronics.
L-R Major D, Moon, Big Bill, and Cookie on the line.
It was cold this morning, hovering around freezing outside, but we had a heater in the shop, knocking the chill out of the air.  As soon as the temperature moderates, I intend to have the whole building spray-foamed with closed cell insulation.   Until then we'll use it as-is and put up with the chill.

Friday, January 12, 2018

In A Fast Warming World (Snerk)

Scientists say that last week's cold wave may be increasingly rare.
The record-crushing cold that rang in 2018 was like a blast from the past that will become increasingly rare.
Those idiots should really pay attention to what is happening before they make a prognostication.  Yesterday I was walking around in shirt sleeves, today I'm freezing my gizzard.  Tomorrow is supposed to be colder, and by the middle of next week, we're supposed to break some old records.

Locally, they're predicting 18F for next Wednesday morning, which is as cold as it got on New Year's.  Increasingly rare, my ass.  That's twice in three weeks.  In central Louisiana, which is not noted for much "wintry mix" (which is also predicted for next week).  I will remind the congregation that I have a grandson who didn't see snow until he was ten (10) years old.  He's seen it several times since then.

The TaxProf Blog

Professor Paul L. Caron, continues to do the yeoman work of explaining the continuing controversy relating to the IRS discriminating against conservative groups during the Obama years.

Those of you who have been reading here for a while will recall the tale of Lois Lerner, who apologized for discriminating against conservative groups, then took the 5th repeatedly in testimony before Congress, then was allowed to retire.  In a later lawsuit, she gave a deposition which she is trying to keep sealed, because;
Lerner and Paz have said the release of their depositions “would expose them and their families to harassment and threat of serious bodily injury or even death.”
If what Lerner and Paz did is so horrific that the release of the deposition will make people want to kill her, then it must be horrific indeed.  But, if she did it as an agent of the government, it's a poor reason to keep i the deposition sealed.    Lois Lerner is an object lesson on why government agencies should not be weaponized against citizens of any political stripe.

What Lerner, et al, did was wrong.  Very wrong, and it should be exposed as a lesson to others who might want to hide their actions.

Shop Update - Comments

BobF said...
Thank you very much for posting the progress of this project so regularly. I have found it most interesting and now that you are almost done I'm going to have to turn my chair around and watch those we'll-never-have-a-place-like-that home rehab shows my wife insists on watching. I guess it could be worse -- could be soap operas.
Thanks for the kind words.  But, I'm not nearly finished with this project.  Right now we are in a weather hold.  The next step is to insulate, installing an inch of closed-cell foam on the walls and roof.  That will help with both the winter heating and the summer cooling.  I already have an installer laid-on, but he can't install it in cold weather.  He claims that the process requires a certain minimum temperature and we're below it.

And, I am going to have to pull everything (including lights) out of the shop before we insulate, so I am only putting in the bare minimum until we can do the insulation.  But, I built the shop to shoot in, to have a place where we could shoot and not worry about weather, so I've installed the range temporarily. 

But, we're not nearly finished, not by a long shot.  I've shown you the range, which takes up half of the building.  On the other side, I intend to install a half-bath and an open-concept kitchen, complete with 'fridge, sinks, stove/oven, and my personal favorite, a flat-top grill.

Stand by

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Dude!

The prisoner, 29-year-old Gonzalo Montoya Jiménez, was found unresponsive in his cell during a morning roll call, and had been transferred to a hospital mortuary in a body bag when pathologists heard something strange.
Snoring. Coming from inside the bag.
We've all hard the horror stories of people being buried alive.  Mostly from the late 19th, early 20th centuries.  The practice of embalming has pretty much put an end to those stories.  Once you are pumped full of embalming fluid, the chances of waking up are pretty slim.

Go Ahead, Senator

Our senator from Louisiana, John Kennedy, spoke the truth yesterday.
“I don’t think we need more gun control; I think we need more idiot control,” the Louisiana Republican told NOLA.com, blasting a new bipartisan gun control bill that appears to be aimed at preventing more of those so-called idiots from purchasing firearms.
You tell 'em, Senator.

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Getting There

I got home this afternoon and hanged the wing wall.  The range now takes up half of the shop, but someone can sit on the other side of the wing wall in perfect safety.

I still have some creature-comfort things to install, but I think we're ready for Saturday's club shot.


Here we go!  Shooters on the line!

Taxes - The IRS Quandry

The IRS is facing its first big challenge implementing the new tax law: deciding how much in taxes to withhold from millions of Americans’ paychecks.
The agency is under pressure to take as little as possible so people will see big increases in their take-home pay ahead of this year’s midterm elections.
But that would come at a cost: smaller or even nonexistent refunds next year, though millions rely on them to plug holes in their family budgets. Democrats are already accusing the Trump administration of plotting "phantom windfalls" ahead of the November contest that will come back to haunt taxpayers next tax season.
Don't get me started on the IRS or Withholding.  I've long been of the opinion that we won't get true tax reform until withholding is abolished.   When taxpayers have to start writing quarterly checks to the Treasury quarterly, then you'll see a general tax revolt.  People will demand extreme austerity form the government, and many welfare entitlements will just dry up and blow away.

Yes, I know that withholding is relatively painless, and that many people count on a tax refund during the first quarter of the year to help balance their budgets or provide a small windfall for projects.  But, that's money that the government has used interest-fee for several months.   Just because something is painless doesn't mean that it's good for you.

Tuesday, January 09, 2018

Police Work and Electronic Media

There is no doubt that the cell phone has revolutionized police work (and most other facets of society).  But, not always for the good.  I can recall getting a radio message to tell me to call the office and wherever I was along my patrol route, I knew where every pay phone was located and I kept spare change in the cruiser's ashtray, so that I could drop a dime in a pay phone.

Come the '90s and cell phones changed all that.  Every cop carries a cell phone now and we're instantly available to our bosses.  Many agencies issue cell phones as standard devices.  Many folks look on it as a perquisite of the job, and that's where they screw up.    Having an agency phone is more than a double-edged sword.  It's got sharp edges anywhere, and any of them will cut you.

As these guys are finding out.
Republican-led House and Senate committees are investigating whether leaders of the Russia counterintelligence investigation had contacts with the news media that resulted in improper leaks, prompted in part by text messages amongst senior FBI officials mentioning specific reporters, news organizations and articles.
Really!  Text messages.  When I was a street cop, I didn't have to worry about text messages.  They hadn't been invented yet.  The closest thing we had was a fax machine.  But, I've seen a lot of cops get in trouble for doing stupid things, and documenting it on a cell phone.  C'mon guys!  Don't do stupid things.  And if you do, don't don't announce to the world via text message. In the case above, these are FBI weenies on a counter-intelligence team.  You would think that they would be doubly careful. 

As an old-time rural Sheriff once told me; "If you think that the Sheriff owes you a ride home, you'd better re-think your assumptions."  Point being that issued equipment belonged to the agency, not the individual officer, and if the Sheriff wanted it back, all he had to do was to take it.

Do I feel sorry for these idiots?  Not at all.  They should have known better, but they serve as an object lesson for all good cops.

Monday, January 08, 2018

Monday Evening Musings

Monday evening, and after a day back int he workaday world.

Oprah gave a speech and everyone is wondering if she's running for President.  To all those who think that an Oprah Presidency is ridiculous, remember that two years ago, many people thought that a Trump Presidency was ridiculous.

A US District Judge has dismissed the charges against Cliven Bundy and three others.  It seems that the judge cited "prosecutoral misconduct" in his reasoning.  There is some question about whether there will be a re-trial, but many pundits think the Bundy's travails are over.  Let Freedom Ring.

PawPaw went in to rent a tuxedo today.  This is probably the first tux I've rented in several decades.  The ladies made it painless and quick.  Simple, black, understated elegance.  It should be quite elegant.  I need to buy some oxfords, but I'll take care of that quickest.  Talking with the ladies at the store, it seems that buying a tux is fairly affordable, and I might look into that. 

So, Change the Law

It seems like Attorney General Jeff Sessions announced a change in policy from Obama era decisions that allowed marijuana legalization to flourish in several sates.  It seems that some legislators are angry because Sessions is following the law, which he is sworn to uphold.

I'm a big fan of the Constitution, especially the 10th Amendment which enshrines individual and states rights.  I'm also a huge fan of this mercurial political experiment that we call the United States, where states can try out different idea and other folks can watch them to see if it's a good idea or not.

But, I admit that I am a bit confused about Congress-critters being upset that AG Sessions is enforcing the law as it is written, rather than by some bureaucratic fiat.,  Those same members of Congress are uniquely positioned to change the law itself.  This is basic civics, stuff that we all learned in high school.  I guess it's too much to expect that Congress-critters would actually apply basic civics to their job.

Sunday, January 07, 2018

Busy Day, Worship and Play

We did lunch today with the kids as usual.  Belle cooked pork chops and rice, along with field peas cooked with seasoning pork, and cornbread. 

While Belle was cooking, I walked out to the shop to hang the backdrop and install the targets.  We needed to hook everything up and give it a test run before the shoot next Saturday morning.  The targets work fine, and all the electrical and data work we've done came together like gangbusters.



After lunch, we played for  while and let the grandkids hurrah in the shop.  Then I followed second son to his house where I cut another big piece of backdrop to install as a wing-wall at the end of the range.  This will keep shooters who are not actually on the line safe from wax bullets as they lounge in the other end of the shop.

We're stoked about the progress and looking forward to hosting the club on Saturday.

Saturday, January 06, 2018

Saturday Chores

Spent the morning in the shop with son-in-law, who hangs and repairs CAT5 cable for a living.  We cut a bunch of CAT5 cable into 100 foot lengths, ran it through a 2" PVC pipe and secured the ends of the cables to purlins in the shop.  We ran enough cable for a six-lane range, and got the basic layout set up.  That took all morning.

Went back to the house and found that Belle had gone to run her errands, so I got in the van and went to run my errands.  Saw Belle's car at her new office.  They've been going through a cluster-farked move, and she was in, setting up her office.  I took her to lunch, then we split up again to run errands.

At the Dollar Store, I bought a new mop, went home, mixed up some detergent nd gave the kitchen floor a good mopping (yeah, I know how to operate a mop.  Years of barracks and orderly rooms).  It's amazing how clean a floor looks after it's been properly mopped, and I had been tracking in construction dust for the better part of the week.

Tomorrow, we hang the backdrop curtains and install the range.  I'm really looking forward to that.

Friday, January 05, 2018

Ir's Five O'clock Somewhere

I have done just about everything I intended to do this week.  It's been a good time, with good progress made, and I am reminded that it is Friday afternoon.  It's five o'clock somewhere.



Tomorrow morning, my son-in-law and I start building the range, but right now, it's Happy Hour

Shop Update - Progress

It's a small thing that we take for granted, but when you're fighting bureaucracy and government, every little step forward is a huge relief.



I've got lights and power in the shop now, and things can mover forward.

Thursday, January 04, 2018

Thusday Research

A buddy and I were talking about this earlier.  One of the modern marvels of the internet is YouTube.  You can learn anything that you want to learn on YouTube, and I use it constantly.

For example, I build my last stud wall, maybe ten years ago.  One of the things I always have to think about is framing a stud-wall corner, and I'm going to have to do that on a project in the coming months, so I thought that it would be a good idea to check YouTube and get my bearings.  Sure enough.



I remember all I need to remember now, and I'll just leave taat there so I can find it later.

Wednesday, January 03, 2018

Shop Update - Passed

The code inspector came out shortly after lunch to inspect the electrical installation.    He liked what he saw, and put a PASS sticker on the meter pan.


I came in and called Cleco, our electric service provider.  Went through their spiel, and they told me that a service planner would be out within 24-48 hours to plan service.

Thinking that I would't hear from them today, I grabbed a wheelbarrow and went out to clear up some of the construction debris.  I heard a vehicle in front of the building and was surprised to see a young fellow get out, claiming to be a service planner.  We talked for a bit, and he told me that we'd snatch the power from a pole in my neighbor's yard (which is what I hoped they'd do), and that he'd get the service order turned in first thing tomorrow morning.

I asked him when I could reasonably expect to get service?

"Maybe, Friday," he said, "but more likely Monday or Tuesday." 

I admit that I am a bit surprised.    By early next week, I'll have power in my shop and I can start building the range.

Jack

Happy Birthday, Pop!


We miss you.

Tuesday, January 02, 2018

Basic Riflery, the MPBR, and more

Great article over at Ammo Land, concerning stuff I taught 40 years ago.  This stuff hasn't changed much, because physics hasn't changed much.  The article is based on the M4 carbine and standard NATO ammo, which is familiar to almost every shooter, but the math holds regardless of the caliber or the rifle.

The author defines Maximum Point Blank Range (MPBR) as that distance at which the bullet flight varies no more that 6 centimeters from the line of sight.  Six centimeters is approximately 2.6 inches, and is the height that the sights of an AR 15 is set above the bore line.   That's a useful measurement standard because it is readily available if you're holding an AR rifle.  But, in my day, we defined it differently.

I was taught (and I taught) that Maximum Point Blank Rage is that distance where the marksman can hit a man-sized torso target (from belt to head) by holding the sights on a center-mass point.  With a standard NATO 7.62mm ball ammo, that distance is somewhere about 300 meters, assuming still air at sea level.  Understanding the math, and the physics is fine, it's a wonderful thing, but physics and match make certain assumptions and those assumptions may not hold true in the field.

For example, I've never seen still air at sea level.  I assume that it exists, but every time I walk down to the beach, there's a breeze blowing.  Still, it's an assumption that exists, so it must happen somewhere.  So, after we understand the math and physics, it's important that we practice with our rifle.  Take it out and shoot it at every opportunity.  Practice from field positions.  Get away from the bench.  The marksman that shoots 100 rounds a year will be more familiar with his rifle than the marksman that shoots 10 rounds per year.

It's easy to sit at a computer and explore the variables.  It's something else again to get out in the field and see how those variables affect your rifle, your ammo, and your target.  Get some training, practice with your rifle, and when it comes time to make the shot you'll have both the confidence and ability to hit the target.

Monday, January 01, 2018

New Years Day

Bitterly cold outside, with a wind-chill that took my breath away earlier, it's warm indoors.  Belle and I are following a tradition that her parents, and my parents followed. We're cooking.  Plain humble fare to remind us to be thankful, to be humble, and to give us strength.

Belle and I became engaged during a New Years celebration, in the minutes after midnight, January 1, 2003.  The next day, we announced our engagement with a meal of blackeyed peas, cabbage, and corn bread.  We still cook on New Year's Day, and our good friend, the honorable mayor of Pollock attends the feast.  Sometimes more folks, sometimes less, and today there will be simply we three.  We saw the kids yesterday, and while they were all invited, they deferred, having other plans.

I have removed the bone from the leftover Christmas ham.
The peas are done, but the cabbage is still cooking.  Cabbage cooks quickly, and Belle starts by frying a little seasoning ham in oil, then layers cabbage, onion, with a little salt. and occasionally just a pinch of sugar.  She'll add more as the cabbage "melts" down in the pot and in  an hour or so, she'll be ready to mix up her corn bread.

Good, clean white cabbage.  This will cook down nicely.
We'll spend the day hanging out with friends, and tonight go to church.  Today is rest, and tomorrow starts the working year.  I hope that 2018 is good to each of you, and this year is filled with laughter and love and challenge.

Happy New Year!