At the end of the Thursday Night Constitution Class in Temecula, to show her appreciation for the class (the class is free, but I have a "contributions bucket" for anyone that would like to help me pay for the cost of materials), and not having a whole lot of cash on her, one of the attendees paid me in eggs. And my, oh my, what wonderful eggs they are. Fresh, straight from the chicken, without all of those hormones and FDA screw-ups involved, and in many colors. This morning I just had to have one of the green eggs for breakfast.
I grabbed a couple hamburger buns and toasted them, cooked up a sausage patty, threw on a slab of cheese, and one specially cooked green egg, and took the breakfast sandwich with me as a pulled down my driveway at 3:00 am. It's almost 9:00 pm now, and I just walked in the door. Whew, what a day.
Anyway, I noticed something interesting about this wonderful egg as I was preparing it. I have to admit I have not been around eggs this fresh before, without government tampering, and I was pleasantly surprised.
First of all, the shell is not some frail casing that cracks if you even look at it wrong. You've gotta smack that baby. No teeny little shell pieces were falling into my pan, either. This was a, how do I put it?. . . a manly shell.
The yoke was thicker too. And the egg didn't go running all over the pan like it had been injected with water. This was some thick, quality egg.
And the taste. . . Oh, my, my. That was some good egg.
So why mention this?
I made comment of my new fresh eggs to a few folks, and one responded (remember, I live in California, so most of the people in this State thinks that government is the be-all-be-all in life) "I wouldn't eat those eggs."
"Why not?" I asked, seriously curious what his answer would be.
"They are not government improved. You'll probably get sick. And they couldn't possibly be as good for you."
Had this guy suffered a concussion? Was he momentarily insane? "Dude," I said ("Dude" among dudes is a customary salutation in Southern California) "you know that they fill the chickens you get eggs from at the market with hormones, right? And the shells are frail. That is a sign of weakness, isn't it? Besides, these eggs tasted much better."
Then the guy really went off the deep end. "You see," he said, "It is that kind of crap the people are sick of hearing from you. Quit making sh** up. It's like that raw milk being sold in DC. I am so glad the government shut that dangerous operation down."
I about fell over. I knew this guy was a serious libtard, but now I was really reeling. "Actually," I said, "raw milk is better for you. Because of the homogenization process it is harder for you to break down the calcium. Raw milk is easier on your system when it comes to breaking down the nutrients."
"Whatever," he said (usually the answer he gives when he doesn't have a snappy come back).
"How do you think people survived before government took over this stuff, huh?" I asked.
Then he really cracked me up. He said, "People lived shorter lives back then. Thanks to the government, we live longer, probably because now people don't have to drink that toxic raw milk, or have to eat green eggs."
I could only laugh. He's far gone. I tipped my hat to him and bid him farewell. The hat was appropriate for him. It says "Rightwing Extremist" on the front, "I'll keep my guns, freedom, & money. . . YOU CAN KEEP THE "CHANGE"" on the side, and "Is it 2012 yet?" on the back.
He just shook his head and walked away.
Wow. I don't know what else to say, other than that the ignorance of some of these leftists is absolutely stunning.
-- Political Pistachio Conservative News and Commentary
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