"I was concerned that the Mobile Food truck was providing a disincentive to those in need to receive sustained help," Cappleman said.
Man, Chicago Sun Times columnist Mark Brown has boated a 'Keeper' - rather a Cappleman - that could fry up a 'disincentive' for the remaining season of Lent.
Mark Brown also skeeted the pigeons released from the Progressive "Ain't He Great" Rookie Alderman of the 46th Ward's NIMBY Feathered Boa.
Feed not the pigeons; Feed not the Poor - Chicago Values as deep-fried as those of the other nit-wit Rahm toe-dipper Proco Joe Moreno.
If any one believes that either one of these jamokes initiated a move on fried chicken breasts, wild squab, or the Red Kettle homophobes of Salvation Army without the say-so the 5th Floor Baryshnikov, let me tell you about my romantic exploits with Dean Martin Dancers.
After a long weekend ofCappleman tears and shifting of narrative, Mark Brown has boated the fowl-foe and chow wagon obstructionist.The Cappleman Couple in Happier Times
The beauty of the wiggling apologia from this wall-eyed payroller is the Progressive nuance with deconstruction -Providing a meal to the Hungry is now 'providing disincentive.'
You see, my beef with Progressives is, was and shall ever be, not with their opinions, policies and power proclamations, but their inability to allow any point of view but their own upon pain of being declared racist, stupid, uneducated, fat, homophobic, sexist, ultramontane, lazy, low-self esteem happy, or members of the Insane Deuces. I want every one to be happy, loved, fed, successful and tolerated, with the requirement of swallowing dissembling nonsense ( AKA horseshit, bullshit, parsed verbiage, memes) as if it were deep-fried pate de fois gras .
I discussed the Cappleman Crusade on pigeons and poor people with two of my children last evening. They were appalled by the Progressive pronouncements of this once obscure rookie time-server.
"What a creep," they chorused with varying degrees of outraged antipathy. However, when I suggested that there just might . . . might mind you . . .be more than a bid of Gay agenda power play behind this particular assault up the Salvation Army, much as there was great Hoo and Ha directed against Cardinal George when he twisted Rahm's ears over Chicago Values, they said , "Fine, Dad . . .good one. how about dinner?"
Unbeknown'st to me at the time, as I had not yet read of Alderman James Cappleman's descant on feeding the homeless via a Salvation Army wagon, I provided the following disincentives for my bairns!
I baked potatoes. Purchased a tub of County Fair vinaigrette cole slaw and made garlic bread that turns an old man's hair to its original luster.
Our neighborhood's most valuable Irish Import, head-butcher Mike Benson (left), who hails from County Adair, Ireland.
Oven Back Baby Back Ribs - Pre-heated oven 300 degrees/Extra Large Roasting pan with rack
Rub the hell out the ribs and do not -repeat do not listen to your brother in-law and add brown sugar/cane sugar/Domino's sugar to the dry rub. Trust me.
8 tablespoons paprika 3 tablespoons cayenne 5 tablespoons freshly ground black pepper 6 tablespoons garlic powder 3 tablespoons onion powder 6 tablespoons salt 2 1/2 tablespoons dried oregano 2 1/2 tablespoons dried thyme & 1 1/2 tablespoons dried basil
Place the Pigcicles meat side up on the rack in the roasting pan cook the hell out of them covered for two hours. Remove, the pan using oven mitts.
Now, slather the meat side up with Argia B's Mumbo Sauce - The Sauce That's Boos - with a clean mopping utensil or culinary brush. Return to oven for twenty minutes and repeat. Remove from oven and flib the slats, slather the backsides and return to oven for ten minutes. Remove and flip the slats re-slather and return of ten more minutes. Patience. 2hrs at 300 + post slather 20min. + 20min + 10 + 10.
Remove and set aside.
Serve with Baked Spuds prepared earlier, garlic bread ditto and cole slaw as well.
Back the hell out of the way! The kids is disincentivizing up a storm.