Showing posts with label recipe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recipe. Show all posts

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Cindy's recipe for disaster.


I don't know why this story bothers me so much, but it does. I am talking about the story of Cindy McCain lying about some her family recipes and then blaming it on an intern. "Oh come on field, why do you have to assume the McCains are lying?" Because I have a hard time believing that some low level unpaid staffer would be given the authority to something like this. Sorry, I am just not buying it. But then, as is always the case, they throw the little guy under the bus. I wonder what "dealt with swiftly" means? Talk about elitist and out of touch. "We took his zero pay." Da fuck? I don't know about you guys, but if I was t hat intern I would have told Mr. Morton and company what they can do with their zero pay, after I exposed their sorry asses.


But this is the free ride that comes with being Mr. Morton these days. I wonder how many people in A-merry-ca even heard of this story? Seems Lady Cindy lifted three recipes directly from the Food Network and said it was her family's own. ["Napa Cabbage"?] Can you imagine if Michelle Obama had done some shit like that? The FAKE NEWS NETWORK would have cut into their coverage of the Pope's mass today and flashing BREAKING NEWS signs would be all over the television screen. "MICHELLE OBAMA LIES ABOUT FAMILY RECIPE".


I don't know about the rest of you, but if someone lies to me about something as simple as a family recipe, I have to wonder just what else they would lie to me about. "Ahh come on field she is not running for president, her husband is." Okay, I would buy that if everyone all of a sudden started leaving Bill Clinton and Michelle Obama alone. But if that's the only excuse for not going after Mr. Morton's wife, it's a pretty flimsy one. The intern did it? Come one Cindy, give us all a break!




And who has a secret family recipe anyway? Unless you are a member of the Sander's family from Kentucky your recipe has been more than likely lifted from somewhere else. I mean we can all add a little something or take a little something away from a known recipe, but your own secret ? My mother's black Jamaican wine cake was to die for, but my mother didn't invent that shit. I make a mean spaghetti and meatball, but the reason mine tastes so good has to do with a little sugar that I add to the tomato sauce (from a bottle by the way) and a little something that I throw in my water when I am boiling my pasta. But it all has to do with just tweaking a recipe that is already in place. I think Cindy and her peeps thought it would be cool to seem like regular people, and they got caught.




Give me a first lady who expresses her opinions about A-merry-ca and what she thinks would make it better. Or, a first mate who was actually President, and not one who would lie about a damn recipe. And if you don't think our first lady is important, think again. Picture this scenario: President McCain is entertaining the Italian Prime Minister, Silvio Belusconi, in the White House. Cindy offers his wife some dumplings which she declares is from her family's own secret recipe, but which looks suspiciously to the first lady like gnocchis. The Italian knows she is lying. She is offended. She tells her husband. All of a sudden, poof, there goes another NATO ally.




Seriously folks, I know the folks on the right say this is a non story, but they need to get real. If they are going to kill the "O" man over a flag pin, and his wife over an essay she wrote in college, they damn well better call out Mrs. Morton's ass for lying about some shit that she knows how to cook. --Like she has ever seen what a fucking stove looks like---. I wonder if we will get any questions about recipegatge in the general election debates? I doubt it. Little George will be interviewing Mr. Morton on ABC-linton tomorrow, let's see if there is any mention of recipegate then. I doubt there will be, because, well, it's Mr. Morton, and he always gets a pass.


I bet Cindy is in the kitchen right now cooking up her favorite dish. Oh wait, I meant in the medicine cabinet...okay that was mean, I kid I kid.