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Not my hair

Originally composed on June, 27, 2010

I’ve been having my hair cut/head shaved every two weeks for about twenty years now.  However, every so often I decide to let my hair grow just for grins.  Three weeks ago, I made that decision yet again and I have a very tiny TWA.  (Short-and-curly has a different connotation to me than it does to most other people.)  This time, however, something was different.

Yesterday, I was hand-washing dishes in my great-aunt’s kitchen.  The house is old-school, almost eighty years in existence.  (We’ve even had to add electrical outlets because it was built when electricity was as new and rickety as iPhones are now [contemporaneous]).  Anyway, over the sink is a medicine chest with a mirror, along with a light which shines down on the head of whomever is standing at the sink.  As I washed dishes, I happened to look at my new growth of hair and guess what!

There is a whole frickin’ lot of salt in my used-to-be unadulterated pepper.

See you tomorrow, my beloved barber.

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2014: In the last three months, I’ve allowed my hair to grow again—not so baldilocks anymore. It’s an inch long. When I composed the original post, I wasn’t completely honest. I was under a lot of stress at that time and wasn’t taking care of my rather fragile hair properly. So it was breaking off, and I began shaving my head again.

Well, I’m under a lot of stress again, but, this time, I’m treating my hair and the rest of my body well and they are responding, but, Holy Toledo! My hair is a full-on salt-and-pepper team. (Some of you all are used to this, but my 72-year-old mom didn’t start going gray until the last five years.) But, I’m going to let it grow this time.

So, should I dye it?

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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No one should feel guilty about any crime they didn’t personally commit, but whenever I read a post and a thread like this one (from 2008) regarding white guilt, I wonder whether such people are equally as fervent about distancing themselves from the laudable actions and baldilockslegacies of our Founding Fathers–or that of the World War Two Generation–as they are about disassociating themselves from the country’s distant slave-holding past and not-so-distant oppressive past (45 years ago).

If our good history is relevant to who we, as Americans, are today, then so is our bad history and there’s nothing wrong with thinking about and acknowledging the truth about both. Our foundation is composed of both. However, it does not, or rather, it need not follow that blame be cast or guilt be felt as a result of admitting the truth. Think first; feel second, if at all.

Just saying.

Not being perfect, America and Americans have not and do not always reach the bar which we had set for us in the late eighteenth century. However, we should feel grateful to God–not guilty–that our Founding Fathers gave us such a high bar to reach for in the first place. When we fall short we get up and try again. That’s our heritage and to have all too many parts of the country wallow in both guilt and blame is quickly giving rise to a lot of bitterness and pointless anger—not to mention grief.

Feel blessed, and not guilty or vengeful. Both areas are God’s provinces.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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Rawlins: And what are you? So full of hate you want to go out and fight everybody! Because you’ve been whipped and chased by hounds. Well that might not be living, but it sure as hell ain’t dying. And dying’s been what these white boys have been doing for going on three years now! Dying by the thousands! Dying for *you*, fool! I know, ’cause I dug the graves. And all this time I keep askin’ myself, when, O Lord, when it’s gonna be our time? Gonna come a time when we all gonna hafta ante up. Ante up and kick in like men. LIKE MEN!

Glory, 1989

Glory–a fictionalization of the Union Army’s all-black 54th Massachusetts Regiment, lead by a white officer, Colonel Robert Gould Shaw–is one of my favorite movies for a lot of reasons, but, in particular, the last three sentences of the above monologue by Rawlins (played by Morgan Freeman) have stayed with me.

The spirit of that movie–that history–was evoked this week in Ferguson, MO by another set of men.

A group of black Ferguson residents armed with high-powered rifles stood outside a white-owned business in the city during recent riots, protecting it from rioters that looted and burned other businesses.

After a grand jury returned no indictment against Darren Wilson, the Ferguson police officer who shot and killed unarmed black teen Michael Brown, protesters took to the streets and the demonstrations quickly turned into rioting. Several buildings were set ablaze, but a group of heavily armed black men stood outside a Conoco gas station.

One of the residents, a 6-foot-8 man named Derrick Johnson, held an AR-15 assault [sic] rifle as he stood in a pickup truck near that store’s entrance. Three other black Ferguson residents joined Johnson in front of the store, each of them armed with pistols.

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Robert Gould Shaw and his men…and another Presence–no, not the horse

Like men. Not like black men, or like white men–or like puling infants in the bodies of men–but men.

Sure, they liked the owner–who had given them employment over the years, but so what? (Side note: lately I’ve been saying to all who won’t cover their ears that free persons create their own jobs.) One good turn is often reciprocated by a stab in the back. It has happened to me more than once.

But that’s not what happened in this case.

Do either of these sets of men owe anything to the other for doing right? I say no. Any other attitude smacks of patronage.

Doing what’s right is often its own reward and, sometimes, there is only one Observer. And the ripples are seemingly invisible. But they exist.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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Charles Manson, a failure when it came to ginning up racial war

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3 And as he sat upon the mount of Olives, the disciples came unto him privately, saying, Tell us, when shall these things be? and what shall be the sign of thy coming, and of the end of the world?

4 And Jesus answered and said unto them, Take heed that no man deceive you.

5 For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many.

6 And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.

7 For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places.

8 All these are the beginning of sorrows.

(‭Matthew‬ ‭24‬:‭3-8‬ KJV; emphasis mine)

Many readers of the Bible think of the political definition of the word nation–nation-state–when the word comes up, and forget or never learned that ‘nation’ also refers to ethnic groups and tribes. It also refers to what we think of as racial groups. Strong’s Concordance confirms this.

We all know that there would be no riots and that few black Americans would give a rat’s about the Ferguson shooting if Michael Brown had not been black or if Darren Wilson were black.

So we can conclude that the uproar about the decision of the Grand Jury has no relation to right and wrong, or to actual justice. It’s about tribalism– “my tribe, right or wrong.”

Social “justice” is the issue here–a primary tenet of Leftism. Leftism’s primary root is division.

Back in the Bible day, before the redemptive action of Christ, it went like this: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth; the sins of the father are visited upon the son, down to ten generations. In other words, you always had to pay for your actions and so did your children. And this is the law to which those black people who are still angry about American slavery want to subscribe–even some of those who say they are Christians.

So when we–any of us–subscribe to tribalism, here’s what we are doing, basically: we are denying the Redemption of Christ, and we are becoming a part of His prophecy in Matthew 24, a prophecy which is not meant for Christians (my opinion).

Those who do this and who are up front about not being Christians are more honest…and they will have less to answer for when they have a face-to-face with God.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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I wrote the following in 2007, back when then-President George W. Bush and the Republican Party were considering blanket amnesty for illegal aliens. It seems so quaint now to think that there would have ever been a real security fence built along what used to be our southern border. And in the wake of President Obama’s Thursday speech where he said openly that he intends to grant amnesty to [insert number here] million illegal aliens via Executive Order, it’s interesting to look back and see that neither he nor his party is alone in the desire to sell out the American people.

He and the Democrats are merely less polite about it. And my conclusion seems not so tin-foil hattish anymore.

Previously, I made an analogy using the already-mandated but yet-to-be built wall on the southern US border to the unlamented Berlin Wall, saying that such a US border wall should have “the ease and efficiency of surveillance which the architects of the Berlin Wall would have envied.” However, I hope that no one would read it and make the erroneous assumption that the two barriers would have the same purpose.

It seems that Jeff Jacoby, however, would have readers believe that the builders of the two had/have identical intent and, for this reason, that President Reagan–were he alive and whole–would be an advocate of the Illegal Immigration Compromise (my coinage).

Twenty years ago this week in Berlin, President Reagan uttered his memorable challenge: “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!” Conservatives who extol Reagan’s legacy might ask themselves what he would have thought of the idea that our response to hard-working risk-takers so eager for a piece of the American Dream that they endanger life and limb to come here should be a Berlin-style wall of our own.

(Emphasis mine.)

But for the analogy to make sense, a US border fence’s main purpose would be to keep US citizens from escaping to a freer country, not the other way around. (To be fair, I suggested here—borrowing the idea from Victor Davis Hanson [God comfort him]–that a secondary purpose of a border fence would be somewhat similar to that of the Berlin Wall; that it would make it more difficult for Mexican nationals living in the US to travel back to their country of origin, and thus, be one of the prongs which could force them to at least try to assimilate to their new home’s culture and society.)

Here’s another area in which the analogy breaks down. The Federal Republic of Germany’s (then known as West Germany) pre-1989 policy towards its Soviet-controlled brethren to the East was always geared toward reunification (Articles 23 and 146 in West Germany’s Grundgesetz; roughly translated as ‘Constitution.’*)–especially after the 1960-1961 Soviet construction of the Berlin Wall between French, UK and USA-controlled West Berlin and Soviet-controlled East Berlin. Therefore, any escapees from the German Democratic Republic (East Germany) and from East Berlin specifically were treated as West German citizens. Additionally, West Germany’s legendary Chancellor Willy Brandt (previously mayor of West Berlin during the construction of the Berlin Wall and, subsequent to that, West Germany’s foreign minister) was the architect of Ostpolitik–a policy to normalize diplomatic, economic and cultural relations with the Soviet Union, Poland and, most importantly, East Germany—something which was very controversial at time, to understate things. However, today the policy is viewed as another important step in the path toward the subsequentpolitical reunion of the two countries.

With that history in mind, Jeff Jacoby’s idea that Ronald Reagan would view the intent of a proposed US border fence on either or both borders the same as the intent of the Berlin Wall makes plausible the idea that our betters have a plan similar to that of the rather tin-foil hattish North American Union—a political union between Canada, the USA and Mexico. Is that what he is suggesting is being prevented? Probably not; though I’ve been wrong before.

*A more accurate translation: ‘Basic Law.’ IIRC, my German language teachers said that the difference between a Grundgesetz and a Verfassung (Constitution) was that the latter could only exist in a country that was whole. However, the Grundgesetz remains in force today.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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By now, those of us who pay attention to such things know about the feminist-created furor whipped up about Dr. Matt Taylor and his Space Chicks shirt–that last being a Hawaiian-style celebration of pulcritude and firearms.

Some of the pushback opinions rightly center on feminist hypocrisy and the questionable priorities of those who would harp on the sartorial choices of a man as he celebrates one of the most monumental of goals: landing an object on a comet hundreds of millions of miles away from Earth.

But I think that the outrage about the man’s shirt speaks to something more basic in feminists, a factor which they sublimate–either accidentally or on purpose. It’s a factor which nearly all women consider and there is a counterpart in most men.

What do most men do to attract women? They work and they do so to show that they can provide–for themselves and, ultimately–for a prospective female mate.

In parallel, what do most women do to attract men? They make themselves look good. Usually that involves appearing as young as possible. (Sometimes past possible, but that’s another topic.)

A man who cannot provide for himself or his family is deemed less than masculine–less than a man. And, of course, a woman who is less physically pleasing to the eye is deemed less feminine, and therefore less-preferred in the mating sweepstakes.

All of that points to procreation. You know this. I know this. Anyone who doesn’t have his/her head in the clouds–or other lower, darker locales–knows this.

Feminists know this too. Subconsciously. But they can’t admit it or even acknowledge it to themselves. All of that egregious Bravo Sierra about the shirt discouraging women from entering STEM careers serves to cover something even more ridiculous.

Feminists are jealous of buxom blonde, scantily-clad cartoon women.

As I have been saying all over the Internet, if the shirt had been plastered with naked Lena Dunham clones, we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now. Or at least I wouldn’t. Illustrated vamps make feminists feel inadequate as women. Consider that next time you try to reason with these creatures.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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In a fascinating and depressing essay on his quest to give black inner city children a taste of classical education, L.E. Ikenga despairs even in the face of gains.

From the perspective of most of the [Manhattan] parents, the kids, and Rebecca, the six-week [summer] program was a great success. It introduced black elementary and middle school students to the joys of a rigorous, integrated and knowledge-centered classical Christian curriculum. Rebecca’s baldilocksLatin classes were a huge hit and her lower school students could not get enough of the children’s version of Homer’s Odyssey that was used to teach them mythology, grammar and sentence structure. The students were also offered classes in Old Testament history, informal logic, botany, arithmetic, and maps and timelines of the ancient world. They also had swimming and archery lessons. On the last day of the program, there were few dry eyes. Nevertheless, I was not as happy. I knew that the gains were short-term because in a few short weeks, these kids would be going back to terrible Department of Education schools.

[snip]

Every black community in America has its own story. But the fundamental dynamic that makes each one of them tick, I would imagine, is probably the same. At best, these communities are desperately confused and inconsistent when it comes to understanding or expressing a commitment to Western Civilization as a cultural ideal or as a shared history that all Americans, regardless of race, can say that they have contributed to and therefore have a stake in. At worst, these communities are just too ignorant or angry to care. The angry ones will never be able to see themselves as anything other than casualties of the white man’s greed and his various never-ending wars. The ignorant ones, like those in my neighborhood, are just ignorant. And although, I know that a classical Christian education is a big part of the answer to all of this, I’m no longer sure that the black community, at large, is even worth it.

I bet that a few people will call Mr. Ikenga a racist for coming to this conclusion, without discovering what I suspected intuitively about him, from his last name: he is of Nigerian descent. The sad part about that is that those who would reflexively call Ikenga a racist would be demonstrating the mentality of which he laments.

I contend he is both right and wrong for reasons which have nothing to do with Ikenga’s race or heritage.

He’s right that the group is not worth saving, if he is doing his work because he previously deemed that group of children or that community to inherently deserve his efforts.

(Side note: the word deserve should be stricken from the language. There’s only one thing every single human being–with the exception of Jesus the Christ–deserves: death. Any other talk of what an individual or group deserves incites both pride and covetousness.)

If he doing it for the worth of that particular group he is wrong. He should be doing it for himself and all of the others who have transcended tribalism and embraced reason, the reason produced by Western Civilization. The more seeds he plants, the more likely it is that Ikenga and men like him will even be conceived.

Otherwise we all might as well bend over and kiss our own behinds goodbye.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, tentatively titled, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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Originally posted on February 1, 2007. Former Washington Post military affairs writer William Arkin was a repeat target of mine back then. Don’t hear much from him anymore. I used to think that he was antiwar and anti-troops, but now I’m not so sure of things as I was back then. Okay, I am sure he hates the troops, And one wonders were all the antiwars protests are in 2014, but…anyway, here’s the old post. Happy Veterans Day to my fellow veterans!

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Washington Post military affairs writer William Arkin says that the “mercenary – oops sorry, volunteer – force that thinks it is doing the dirty work” ought to be grateful for civilian support and need to shut up when the civilian doesn’t give the troops any support, because

every rape and murder, the American public has indulged those in uniform, accepting that the incidents were the product of bad apples or even of some administration or command order.

Better Arkin: “So shut up you chickenh-…er, you rapists and murderers (and we know you really all are rapists and murderers, even the she-GIs). Shut up because we’ve been looking for a reason to tell you to STFU and looking for a reason to heap scorn upon you just like we did to your daddies and uncles.

We pay the soldiers a decent wage, take care of their families, provide them with housing and medical care and vast social support systems and ship obscene amenities into the war zone for them, we support them in every possible way, and their attitude is that we should in addition roll over and play dead, defer to the military and the generals and let them fight their war, and give up our rights and responsibilities to speak up because they are above society

Better Arkin: “You have no right to tell us to shut up so shut up telling us to shut up because we pay your salary. What? You pay your own salary too? So what; you still should shut up because you’re wrong!!!! Everything about you is wrong; everything you believe in is wrong!! And I know that your uniform gives you credibility when you say that you believe in what you’re doing in Iraq, but I don’t want to hear it and don’t want to understand. I just know you’re wrong and because you are wrong I’ll do everything I can to make you shut up or shame you into shutting up. Now SHUT UP!!!”

Seriously, here’s the bottom line for those like Arkin: it matters not whether you’re an Iraq War Veteran or whether you’re a civilian who doesn’t know a helmet from a hole in the ground. All of the insulting and mendacious digs in Arkin’s op-ed are merely the opposing side of the Chickenhawk sword (wielded ad nauseum by Tim Robbins to one of Bill O’Reilly’s reporters during last weekend’s antiwar rally).

Such people don’t care whether you’ve been in the military or not. All they want is for you to agree with their position and if you don’t, it’s “what the heck do you know, Chickenhawk?” and soon it will be “what the heck do you know, Baby-killer?” They’re working up to it, trust me.

So don’t be to hard on Arkin. He finally screwed his courage to the sticking place and said this out loud. Why? Because he believes that the time is right–just as last weekend’s antiwar types thought it was the right time to trot out that old anti-war horse, Jane Fonda.

Oh, everyone is in an uproar just like they were when Senator Dick Durbin (D-IL) compared the military to the various fascists of the twentieth century or when 2004 presidential candidate [then] Senator John Kerry (D-MA) botched his joke, but I’m beginning to think that we ought to be grateful to such people.

After all, how would you know who they were if they didn’t occasionally drop the mask?

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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I’m guilty of many things, but one is talking about race and Things Black too much.

The reputational demise of public astrophysicist Neil Degrasse Tyson elicited a great deal of Schadenfreude, but it depressed me for one reason: I liked seeing a black person talk about something other than race, being black, or crime–the last of which is all too often a byproduct of race. Finding out that Mr. Tyson is a bit of a charlatan made me sad.

That said, in this post, I will be again guilty of discussing race, but only to point to three pockets of hope on the subject.

The mindterm election this past week saw the turning of the U.S. Senate to the GOP and GOP gains for the House. Among these are Senator Tim Scott (SC), Representative-Elects Mia Love (UT-4), and the much-less heralded, but no less significant Will Hurd (TX-23). That these three people are black and Republican is remarkable in itself, but some might also find it equally remarkable that the majority of each constituency is non-black. (Mr. Hurd’s district consists of mostly of Americans of Mexican ancestry.) However, this shouldn’t be surprising at all.

Most (all?) U.S. congressional districts represented by black Democrats–Congressional Black Caucus members–have long been carved out for them. I contend that each one of them has been planted by the Democrat Party and the party heavily funds all of their campaigns.

It is a method of keeping each of these districts voting Democratic, keeping the voters quiet about economic progress, and it feeds on the indoctrinated notion that having a representative who looks like you somehow elevates you. That same notion explains why virtually all black American voters voted for Barack Obama, especially in 2012. And I need to repeat: it keeps each of these districts voting Democratic. This is how the fallacy of black=Democrat was born.

An inverse anecdotal example: I live in a district with a majority-black voting base–formerly represented by Maxine Waters and recently re-carved in order for Karen Bass to retain her place at the table–and have watched, cycle after cycle, as Republicans–usually black, but not always–have haplessly run, including the locally famous homeless activist Ted Hayes in 2008. These brave people get no publicity and, usually, little funding, though Mr. Hayes got a great deal of the latter.

Also related: the National Association for the Advancement of Communist Principles (NAACP) ignored the elections of Scott, Love and Hurd while nattering on about voting rights in its November 4 election statement. This omission is the very embodiment of the aforementioned indoctrination. Take a bow, LBJ!

Back to the newly elected black Republicans, the demographics of these pockets of post-racialism is the real progress: that three people who do not look like the majority of their constituents can be elected by them and that three black politicians can base their campaigns on issues other than race.

And, please, save it about the election of Barack Obama. We all know that his election and his subsequent two terms have not represented the onset of post-racialism. Remember, being black equals being a Democrat, according to the brainwashing.

However, I think that the ascent of these three legislators will make a difference. Maybe.

After all, wasn’t that what the Civil Rights Movement was really about, conflating public and private property notwithstanding?

(Thanks to Instapundit and to Twitchy)

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2015.

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Absolutely. I give everyone full permission to eat some fried chicken after they vote. Only after, if you haven’t voted… You make a good point. Because I am, I do talk about health. But I think that a good victory for Democrats on Tuesday, you know, should be rewarded with some fried chicken.

–Michelle Obama to interviewer Roland Martin on TV One, a cable network that targets Black Americans

So Mrs. Obama says that it’s okay for black voters to celebrate with some fried chicken after voting straight Democratic? You know, if I thought that the First Lady had a sense of humor, I’d say that she was having a little fun with the Social Media denizens, because that’s all people are talking about on my newsfeeds.

PPersonally, I haven’t had any fried chicken in months because I can’t afford a fryer (meaning an actual chicken). That’s what the real scandal should be.

I am eligible for food stamps, but I’m not ready to sell my principles for a mess of pottage–not yet, anyway.

But I can dream of fried chicken….

INGREDIENTS:

3 cups all-purpose flour
1 1/2 tablespoons garlic salt
1 tablespoon ground black pepper
1 tablespoon paprika
1/2 teaspoon poultry seasoning
1 1/3 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper
2 egg yolks, beaten
1 1/2 cups beer or water
1 quart vegetable oil for frying
1 (3 pound) whole chicken, cut into
pieces
 

DIRECTIONS:

1. In one medium bowl, mix together 3 cups of flour, garlic salt, 1 tablespoon black pepper, paprika and poultry seasoning. In a separate bowl, stir together 1 1/3 cups flour, salt, 1/4 teaspoon pepper, egg yolks and beer. You may need to thin with additional beer if the batter is too thick.
2. Heat the oil in a deep-fryer to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Moisten each piece of chicken with a little water, then dip in the dry mix. Shake off excess and dip in the wet mix, then dip in the dry mix once more.
3. Carefully place the chicken pieces in the hot oil. Fry for 15 to 18 minutes, or until well browned. Smaller pieces will not take as long. Large pieces may take longer. Remove and drain on paper towels before serving.

Meanwhile, I guess the First Lady thinks that black persons who would never vote Democrat–and all white persons–deserve only gruel. Well thank God, she can’t force it on us yet.

Meanwhile, I’m firing up my backyard grill and eyeballing the pigeons. Enjoy your Election Day.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2009; the second edition in 2012. Her second novel, Arlen’s Harem, will be done in 2014…maybe.

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