(Shakes head) Canadiens…
Probably not. Good Mexican food may be the one thing that Canada truly lacks. Weirdly, I’ve had very good, very authentic Mexican food in the BC interior - A guy from Mazatlan who wound up in the Kootneys. I’d love to know what the locals thought when he first opened up.
Mexican cooking, American ingredients. I once ate a street vendor tamale in Hermosillo, a decision I profoundly regretted for about three days.
Yes, it’s inevitable that some individual person has to be on the bottom. Or that certain regions might be getting hard hit economically. But when it’s an entire group of people who have nothing in common except their race and gender, you don’t find that fishy in the least? You don’t find it odd that even when black people are a numeric minority in the country, they always seem to end up heavily represented in the statistical category of “people who are screwed”? This is not remarkable to you?
You didn’t pay close enough attention. The people at the bottom are “single black women aged 39 to 46” (age range may be slighlty off because I can’t be arsed to look back at the thread). So, your bolded statement above is incorrect and shows you don’t know whatyou are talking about.
If you were to slice the data a different way, and see who was worst off among people from, say, 18 to 23, the answer very well may be white people (since white people go to college in higher rates than black people, and many college students have student loans and no assets to speak of).
So, the authors of the study sliced and diced the data until they got a group of black folks with a median net worth of $5 and BAM–outrage!!
God, you’re a stupid douchebag. Read the article:
It’s an apples to applies comparison of single women in the prime of their earning years, when they’d be expected to have the most money. It doesn’t seem interesting that apparently your net worth can be 8000 times higher just by not being black?
This will blow your mind: In addition to the Mexico we’re all familiar with, there’s a whole “New Mexico” where they serve unrolled, stacked enchiladas. My favorite local example: Chuy’s Southwestern Special, blue corn tortillas stacked with chicken, cheese, and green chile sauce, and topped with a fried egg. Once you’ve had stacked, you’ll never go back!
Well sure, but is the tortilla in which it’s wrapped open or closed on the ends?
In a standoff between the RAE and a corner Mexican joint in the OK Corral, my money’s on the RAE.
As for number 3, well, one must recognize that the enchilada suiza, enchilada con mole, or whatever are but subsets that only participate somewhat in the enchilada-ness of the enchilada.
I know all of this stuff because I once had a Mexican dude hang some drywall for me in my apartment.
Ok.
Here’s the list of all 937 billionares in the world. Show me which ones.
I just bought a Macbook Pro. Bring the hate, bitches.
Can I hate in an abstract, post-modernist sort of way, or do I have to give a shit?
For a moment there I was impressed. And then I realized you weren’t talking about buying into that part of the company.
MeanOldLady, you have a permanent invitation to Nashville! I think you would pass the test.
Our favorite local Mexican restaurant and tortilla factory is listed in Fodor’s. But they do warn about our sleezy neighborhood!
elucidator, will your abstract, post-modernist hatred involve didacticism? I keep looking for another Jack Reed in all of this.
“New Mexico”? Sounds like a gimmick, like “New Coke” and we all know how that turned out.
Truth in advertising for the consumer of everything but govt propaganda justifying greed in a world of diminishing resources and growing demand outstripping need in countries like our own. You could say it’s a start on the road to transparency but it looks more like the end of the road to me.
I had a similar experience from a taco stand on the streets of Ensenada.*
Oh and fuck enchiladas. If you can eat a Gordito’s Burrito Grande in one sitting, then I’ll be impressed. They ain’t kidding when they say those things are the size of a small baby.
And I have to throw in the obligatory “I love this place comment.” A pitting of a non-tipping, SUV-driving, Republican, picky-eater fatty who hovers over toilet seats turns into a discussion regarding enchiladas. Priceless. Could you beat someone to death with a two pound unfrozen enchilada?
*the several gallons of booze I consumed while on that cruise may have been a factor.
Oh, and I’m deducting the Macbook Pro–so that’s about a couple hundred fewer of my dollars for Obama to use to try ruining this country!
If I rat out RR to the Feds, that’s turning in a freak to the Man. On the other hand, its ten Obamapoints, half way to the toaster oven.
Rat me out for what? I’m using this thing for business purposes–all perfectly legal.
Except for right this second, of course–my first post from my new Mac!! Woot!