John Oliver Explains Trump



Greek Veal Sofrito, from Corfu

Ingredients – 2 pounds veal thinly sliced. 4 cloves of garlic, chopped. 1 medium onion, chopped, 1 shot glass of white wine vinegar. 1 wine glass of dry white wine. 1 bunch of fresh Italian parsley, chopped (leaves and tender stems). 1 stalk of rosemary, remove and save leaves and discard stem. 3 sage leaves, chopped. 1 teaspoon of salt. 1 teaspoon of freshly ground black pepper. Dash of cayenne pepper. 2 tablespoons of olive oil. Olive oil for frying. Flour for dredging. 2 cups or more chicken broth.

In a large frying pan, add a little oil and bring it to a high heat. Put the flour on a large plate, dredge the strips of meat, and brown on both sides. Place in a large pot and set aside. Clean out the frying pan, add four tablespoons of oil and bring to a medium heat. Saute the garlic, onions and parsley. When the garlic starts to change color, onions are tender, and the parsley wilted, add the pepper, salt, wine, vinegar, cayenne . Stir well and pour over the meat. Add enough chicken broth to the pot to barely cover the meat. Holding the handles, shake the pot gently to mix the ingredients without stirring. At the point where it comes to a boil, add the rosemary and sage and shake the pot gently again. Lower heat to medium low, cover, and cook about an hour or so, until meat is tender.

Serve with French fries, mashed potatoes, or oven roasted potato wedges. Plus some crusty bread and, of course, the rest of the wine.


I don’t know what relationships Juliette Kayyem retains in the intelligence community, but I imagine she still has some extensive connections. She has served as Assistant Secretary for Intergovernmental Affairs in the U.S. Department of Homeland Security, as well as Undersecretary for Homeland Security in her home state of Massachusetts. She was an adviser to Janet Reno when Reno was serving as President Clinton’s Attorney General. She also acted as Rep. Richard Gephardt’s appointee to the National Commission on Terrorism in 1999 and 2000. It’s unlikely that she doesn’t have sources with at least some kind of insight into what’s going on inside Robert Mueller’s shop at the Justice Department.

Or, maybe, she’s just guessing like the rest of us. But it’s her opinion that the reason we’re seeing the Republicans ramp up their attacks on the FBI and the Steele Dossier is because they know something is going down soon and it’s not going to be good.

National security expert Juliette Kayyem is predicting news from Robert Mueller’s Russia investigation will be announced within the next month.

“I think it is safe to say that before Thanksgiving … something’s going to drop with Mueller,” she said on Boston Public Radio today. “The pace is too much right now. Every 12 hours we’re now dealing with a piece of this story at a pace we haven’t seen.”

Kayyem was prompted to make her prediction by the buzz surrounding a story about how Hillary Clinton’s campaign funded what would eventually become the famous “Trump-Russia Dossier” that surfaced in January…

…Kayyem speculated that the pace of stories critical of Hillary Clinton represents “a recognition by the White House team” that Mueller is getting close to something substantive as a result of his investigation.

Kayyem pointed out that Mueller has interviewed former Press Secretary Sean Spicer and former Chief of Staff Reince Priebus.

“This is so close to the Oval Office now, if not in the Oval Office, that all of this [dossier news] to me is just background noise to what Mueller is going to deliver,” she said. “This is more than an obstruction charge. There is something big underlying the obstruction.”

Juliette Kayyem

Washington Monthly

Alexandra Petri: The Nightmare People Are in Charge Now

We are indeed living in a Kafkaesque nightmare.

Diane Ravitch's blog

Alexandra Petri is a gifted writer, who works for the Washington Post.

This is one of her best.

The unshakeable sense that you are being persecuted is in charge of the Justice Department. In fact, it just announced this change in policy. The man with a slow eerie smile that you thought you got rid of in the ’80s is somehow back, standing behind a lectern, his smile growing wider and wider, even when you blink. How did he get here? You could have sworn—

The thing that lives under the bed has the president’s phone number and sometimes speaks for him at news conferences.

The thing that scuttles into the corner when you open the door to the attic, the clawlike hand that reaches out from under your closet door, they are both listed as Rational Voices in the Trump Cabinet and are about to come out in support…

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Agginaropita, Greek Recipe

Otherwise known as artichoke phyllo pie.
I ran across this recipe and I haven’t tried it yet, but I sure will, because it sure sounds good to me.

Two pounds artichoke hearts, canned or frozen and defrosted, cleaned and chopped
Handful of dill, finely chopped
Handful of Italian parsley, finely chopped
One bunch green onions, chopped
2 eggs
1 pound good quality Feta, crumbled
1/3 cup grated Kefalotyri, Parmesan or Pecorino Romano
3 tablespoons olive oil
Two sticks melted butter
Freshly ground black pepper
12 sheets of phyllo

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Oil the baking dish and set aside. In a large bowl, combine the artichokes, dill, parsley, Feta, grated cheese, pepper and eggs and stir until mixed thoroughly. Add the 3 tablespoons olive and stir (adding a little more if the mixture seems too dry).

Working quickly, take a sheet of phyllo and layer it in the baking dish. Brush the top with butter and repeat layering with 6 more sheets of phyllo (brushing each with butter before topping with the next). Spoon filling evenly over phyllo and then begin layering remaining 5 sheets of phyllo over top, brushing each with butter before topping with the next. Pinch edges of phyllo to form a crust around the pie and brush top layer well with butter.

With a sharp knife, score only the top layers of phyllo into servings (this will make cutting the pie later much easier). Bake the pie in the center of the oven until the phyllo is golden, about 45 minutes. Let it cool before serving.

Burn it down. How is this working out?


Great post here

And a response to one of the nihilists.


When you hunt the Unicorn, you should prepare yourself for disappointment.

Someone calling themselves Karl Kolchak just posted this comment to Stonekettle Station under the current essay:

“I knew exactly who [Trump] was–but though I didn’t vote for him I’m still glad he beat Clinton. I hoped it would be a national wake up call, but sadly it seems that won’t be happening. America finally got the president it so richly deserves. If you are Iraqi, or Afghani, or Yemeni, or Libyan, or Vietnamese, or Iranian, of Chilean, or a citizen of any other country America has attacked, destroyed or wantonly abused since WW2 enjoy this long overdue comeuppance. I sure am.”

You’ll want to read that a couple times. Just to make sure you’ve got the whole thing.

Prior to the election, when I wrote the first editions of The Latter Days of a Better Nation, I repeatedly ran into these people. Old Hippies. Libertarians. Bitterly disappointed Bernie Sanders supporters, a lot of them. And just plain old bitter Jill Stein fans. THIS was their plan, burn it down. Burn it all down. The world didn’t turn out how they wanted so fuck everybody. Fuck everything. Fuck you. Burn it all down.

That’s literally what they said, burn it all down.

The idea was exactly as Mr. Kolchak expressed here, some vague wake-up call. Unicorns and magic fairy dust.

The idea was to fuck over of the country so hard, that suddenly, magically, Bitter Old Karl would get his way without any effort whatsoever on his part.

But here’s the thing: When you chase after the Unicorn, when you pursue magical and dangerous creatures, remember to always save the last bullet for yourself.

So the rest of us don’t have to listen to your self-righteous bullshit.

This made me think of something you said before the election Howdy that there were people who just wanted to burn everything down.