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le 24 avril 2019

White people should go back to Africa

words are sexy


Posted on 2019.04.24 at 12:54
Originally posted by prettygoodword. Reposted by madman101 at 2019-04-24 12:54:00.

peenge (PEENJ) - (Scot.) v., to complain, grumble, whine.

One dictionary even says "to complain childishly," and the Dictionary of the Scottish Language also has fret/mope/droop senses. It's thought to be onomatopoetic with influence from whinge and peek.


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cooking 3

Gluten free Cauliflower Flatbread

Posted by nverland on 2019.04.24 at 12:55
Originally posted by nverland in creative_cooks. Reposted by madman101 at 2019-04-24 12:55:00.

Gluten free Cauliflower Flatbread
Prep Time 15 mins Cook Time 30 mins Total Time 45 mins


1 cup cauliflower, steamed or boiled until tender
3 tbsp water
2 tbsp psyllium husk, powdered
1/2 cup chickpea flour
1/4 cup tapioca starch, or other starch
1/4 tsp baking powder
1/3 tsp salt
1/2 tsp oregano or other herbs to preference
1/4 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp oil


Drain and blend the cauliflower with 2 tablespoons water to puree. (you will need a small blender, or just mash very well into a smooth puree).
Add to a bowl with psyllium. Use 1 tbsp water to rinse out the blender and add to the bowl.
Mix and let sit for a minute to gel up.
Add the rest of the dry ingredients and mix well. Add oil and Get your hands (grease them) in there to make a somewhat dough. Add a tbsp or more chickpea flour if needed.
Divide and Shape into balls and use flour or oil if needed on your hands. Use chickpea flour or rice flour to roll the balls out into 6 inch or so flatbread.
Heat a thick bottom skillet over medium heat. When hot, Cook the flatbreads for 2-3 minutes per side or until golden brown spots. Use a spatula to press the breads during cooking. Store covered with a towel until ready to eat.
These flatbreads are best when warm. Reheat on the skillet or microwave before serving. A brush of melted vegan butter or olive oil goes very well. Store in a cloth towel on the counter for the day.
Fold in a paper towel and store in airtight container refrigerated for up to 5 days. Freeze for up to a month.

Recipe Notes

Variation: Use other well mashed or pureed veggies such as potato, sweet potato, parsnip, pumpkin, carrot instead of cauliflower for variation.

Use other herbs of choice or add spices such as ground cumin, garam masala, or carom seeds.

Oilfree: Omit the oil in the dough. Store the breads covered with a kitchen towel.

Psyllium Husk: are generally available in flakes/husk form. Just put through a blender to powder and use.

Substitute: Use chia seed meal. Put chia seeds in a blender to make a coarse powder and use.
Chickpea flour substitute: Oat flour. sorghum or amaranth.


Eric Bogle, 'The Band Played Waltzing Matilda'

Posted by duathir on 2019.04.24 at 13:34
Originally posted by duathir in war_poetry. Reposted by madman101 at 2019-04-24 13:34:00.

The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli

Well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Oh those who were living just tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well I wished I was dead
I never knew there was worse things than dying

Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and free
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the Band played Waltzing Matilda
When they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
Then they turned all their faces away

Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and sore
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
So who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?

by Eric Bogle

Landing at ANZAC Cove, April 25, 1915


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