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Coconut Milk Rice Pudding

Ingredients

4 cups leftover plain white rice, cold
2 cups coconut milk (Look in the organic foods cold case at the grocery store.  I didn’t know they sold it by the half gallon either.)
2 large eggs, beaten
Cinnamon and nutmeg to taste
1/4 to 1/2 cup white sugar, depending on how sweet you want the pudding to be
1/3 to 1/2 cup amaretto or bourbon, depending on your tastes

Combine all ingredients but the rice in a 6×6 baking dish.  Add the rice and mix thoroughly.  Make sure you break up any clumps of rice as much as you can.  Place dish in a 350 degree oven for 60 minutes or until the top browns and the rice absorbs most of the liquid.  Allow to cool and serve.

Possible additions – Raisins and/or toasted coconut.

Moral Versus Legal

One of the tactics I’ve noticed when others disagree with me runs in these kinds of varieties:

  • Don’t you want poor people to eat?
  • You just want to get stoned.

I hear these and variations on them almost every time I disagree with someone on some social or political issue.  They seem to crop up mostly when I express an opinion that something that is illegal should be legal, or that something that is compelled by law is none of the government’s business.  In short, I draw a line between that which is legal and between that which is moral.

I believe that we have a moral responsibility to provide for those who are less fortunate.  My family regularly gives to charity, and we encourage others to do so as well.  Our government has decided, over the space of the last 50 years, to make that moral responsibility into a legal compulsion, and I have a problem with that.  I also believe that government involvement invites abuse.  Rather than a private charity having to watch every penny and make sure that only the deserving get fed and housed on the charity of others, the government hands out free money for junk food and apartments in urban war zones.  Rather than a charity hospital staffed by volunteers giving out preventive care and lifesaving procedures to the less fortunate, the government just keeps expanding the Medicaid roles.

Were poor people falling down dead in the streets prior to these government programs, or were they provided for by private charities?  Is it the nanny state’s place force us to be charitable, to the point of imprisoning us if we refuse to cooperate?

On the other hand, I object to the government using the force of law to prevent me from doing something others believe is immoral.  I truly believe that is immoral to be a drunkard, either by alcohol or some other intoxicant, but the efforts of the government to keep people sober are repugnant to me.  Yes, there is a lot of damage to our society from alcohol and drugs, and legalizing or relaxing restrictions on their use wouldn’t make that all magically disappear, but neither will Washington telling adults what they may or may not do with their bodies.   Another place this comes out is  when we go down the thorny path of discussing non-traditional marriage.  Some find same-sex marriage or multiple-partner marriage immoral, and try to use the law to stop it.  Like I’ve said before, I believe that what consenting adults do in their private lives is none of my business, so why is it the government’s business?

Does anyone truly believe that allowing adults to be, well, adults would cause the dissolution of the Republic?  Are we so irresponsible that we will cause social chaos if the daddy state were to leave us alone to live our own lives?

Basically, unless you’re talking about specific places where ‘moral’ intersects with ‘legal’, such as  murder and theft, I don’t want the law to be used as a cudgel to make me act in a moral fashion.  I have my own moral code to force myself to be charitable and kind, as well as to prevent me from being a jerk and a drunkard.  My gut tells me that a lot of the conflicts and distrust we have in our society right now are rooted in the fact that those who hold power and those who want power don’t trust us to make the moral choice, so they take the choice away from us.  Both sides of the political and social argument need to leave us alone.

Today’s Earworm

Oh, Irish Woman, they’re playing our song!

 

Thoughts on the Day

  • It’s amazing how much time a smart, motivated, efficient 15-year-old girl can take to clean her room when she’d rather be doing something else.
    • I shouldn’t complain.  The things she would rather have been doing was to do her homework and read “Brave New World“.  It could be a lot worse.
  • I think I found the culprit for the stealing of my debit card information back at the beginning of the summer.
    • Harbor Freight sent me a nice letter that amounted to “We got hacked back in May, and we’re pretty sure they stole your credit card information.  You might want to check your account and monitor your credit rating.”
    • No way to tell them that, yes, I believe that their incident was the cause of some inconvenience to me, nor was there an offer to pay for credit monitoring for some period of time.
    • Guess I’ll be paying in cash if I ever go back to Harbor Freight.
  • One of my regular FM stations is dead to me now.  It’s two days after Halloween and they’ve gone to 24 hour a day Christmas music.
  • I’m thinking of doing a series of reviews of local coffee shops in Louisville, now that Starbucks is definitely off the menu.  Louisville people, any recommendations other than Heine Brothers?
  • I’m proud of Boo.  When given the chance to pick out a movie for his living room camp-out this evening, he chose Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang over something from Disney.
  • It’s a good night for a cold beer, a warm fire, and nodding off in my chair.

Thoughts on the Day

  • Technischesicherheitschadenfreude – That unmistakable feeling when people are forced to do the security enhancement that you suggested they do almost a decade ago, but they didn’t.
  • Just a note of caution – documents created and/or saved using Microsoft Word 2013 are not necessarily compatible with earlier versions of Office.
  • It’s nice to see something that you’ve been working on for over a year come to completion.
  • I’m happy to report that Boo and Irish Woman’s niece were the most polite children out trick-or-treating tonight.
  • Boo pounded the pavement in search of candy until he was staggering, but he made it.
  • Letting Boo have a few pieces of candy and then watching him shotgun two orders of french fries and a small banana milkshake might not have been the wisest thing I’ve ever done as a parent.
    • He’s OK, but it was touch and go there for a couple of minutes.
    • I know, I know, bad daddy, but I have to be indulgent every so often.
  • Crash went to the vet today to get fixed, and is home resting semi-comfortably.
    • He does not like the cone of shame, but it’s only for a few days.
    • He was talking up a storm at the nice ladies at the vet.  Apparently they’re not used to Siamese there.
  • A thought occurred to me today:  If the President asserts the power to sign orders authorizing the killing, without benefit of trial, of an American citizen who is accused of taking up arms against the United States, could an argument be made that he has created an unconstitutional bill of attainder?
    • If so, could the resulting demise of said citizen be therefore considered a “high crime” that constitutes grounds for impeachment?
    • Related thought –  Could a just legal proceeding occur in our system if the accused is hiding out with his jihadi buddies in some third world craphole, but he has a lawyer who is able to put up a vigorous defense on his behalf?

Thoughts on the Day

  • Well, the wind blew, and the crap flew, but we’re only here for a day or two.
    • Apparently we need to be on the lookout for old women on bikes and flying monkeys tonight.
    • Surprisingly, we didn’t have any kids come to the door for trick-or-treat.  Of course, they’d have to be absolute barbarian cannibal trick-or-treaters to brave the weather for some fruit bites, but any that made it were promised rewards beyond comprehension if they succeeded.
  • Actually getting out of the cubicle and into the computer room was a lot of fun.  I must try to do it more often.
  • Having to keep the TV tuned to the local station so we can get weather alerts is quite painful.
    • Seriously, do people actually watch this dreck?
    • After watching the Saturday Night Live Halloween special, I’m pretty sure zombie John Belushi is pissed about the last 25 years or so.
    • I’d tune the radio to a good AM station so that any warnings come through that way, but I don’t want to drift off to sleep listening to people call in about chem trails, black helicopters, and pickle recipes.
  • Finished listening to the latest Hardcore History episode.  Dan Carlin never picks small subjects, does he?
    • I’m laying odds that he has to do a mega-episode next July to get the series done before the 100th anniversary of the start of World War I.
  • Giving yourself arthritis medicine with an auto-injector isn’t as much fun as it sounds.

Today’s Earworm

Thoughts on the Day

  • There are few things I am worse at than spackling and mudding dry wall, but one of them is painting walls.
    • Guess what I did today!
  • I made banana bread last night.
    • I had a long, heart-to-heart talk with Moonshine about the dire consequences of another incident.
  • Some days you realize you’re just in the wrong profession.
  • Apparently there’s a bit of a storm coming through the area tomorrow.  I’ll have to make sure to have safety lines and rescue boats ready for the trick-or-treaters.
  • Irish Woman asked me what I’d like to do for our anniversary.
    • I guess suggesting that our weekly evenings at the grocery store counted as a date wasn’t what she was expecting.
  • Remember, gentlemen, it’s always best to just admit fault and move on, and usually cheaper.
  • It’s called a dog’s life for a reason.
    • Moonie and Blue got their dinner and a pat-pat, and are now sacked out in the living room.
    • I feel safe at night knowing that these two slugs are there to break the neck of a burglar as he trips over their sleeping carcasses.

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