Batshit crazy godbotherer or droll parodist? You be the judge.
Has to be parody, doesn’t it?
Besides, who the hell wants canned peaches for anything? In fact who keeps a big stock of canned foods, so many that you need a code if the labels are gone? Canned foods are mostly bad foods. Why isn’t he instead getting all theological up in there with demanding fresh vegetables and pasta sauce in a glass jar?
Ok has to be parody.
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This Jim Steele could well be Jesus Christ, returned to Earth here below. He certainly acts as if he thinks he is. I suggest we all repent, while there is still time.! The signs are all there.!
REPENT.! REPENT.! I’ll say that again.! REPENT.!
(Aside: Chuckle.)
Sounds all too Gilead for me. My husband would never dream of doing something like that. If he tried, he’d soon find out that “headship” might actually mean “aloneship”.
Donald Davis tells a story of when he was a kid and his mother was canning produce. Rural North Carolina; early-mid 20th century. So this was significant volume and an important food source for the winter.
He and a friend were put on labeling duty. Being kids, they weren’t too particular about which labels went on which cans, and after a while the whole thing started to look like Lucy on the assembly line.
His mother didn’t find out until months later when she started opening cans and the contents didn’t match the labels. Meals that winter were…random.
It’s a Poe.
Last week he removed all the clocks and he had a watch he wore. When she wanted to know the time she could ask him.
Helen Joyce considers it a parody, though I am not sure how she came to that conclusion. For my part, I find it only a tiny stretch to believe, as the controlling nature of christian headship is the precise reason my mum divorced my father and abandoned the career she had started in USA.
Of course, the difficulty in discerning satire from the thing being satirised is what a Poe is all about, so even if it is a Poe, the horrible logic is accurate.
The horrible logic is, but the pointless extra labor not so much. I think the labels thing has to be a joke – who has time for that?
I think it’s a parody, because it makes no sense. First off, who eats that much canned food? And then some cans have unique sizes – like tomato paste or canned tomatoes. And who wants to create more work for himself?
Donald Davis’ story, as retold by Steven, is also a myth. Home canning doesn’t involve cans, which are opaque. It involves reusable, transparent glass jars. It doesn’t matter if you put a “tomatoes” label on your home-canned tomatoes – you can see through the glass that the jar contains tomatoes. Only a few things might be ambiguous, like jams and jellies. And even then, the more important part of the label is the year.
And yeah, Joyce is right. This is a parody account, and it’s hilarious.
“Husbands. If you take time to participate in household duties, you are masquerading as your wife. Take heed lest you fall into covert transsexualism. We are given headship and governance, as men, by God.”
https://twitter.com/parcel_gary/status/1694708228016509286
Why not just blind her so she can’t be tempted by anything she sees?
John: like the heavy veils worn by some fundamentalist muslim women?
I don’t know where you grew up, but I’m betting not the rural midwest. It’s long been a point of mine to avoid cans as much as possible; I ate nothing but canned food growing up, except for some rare garden produce in the summer, and I love what food tastes like fresh. Both of my husbands grew up on canned food, and learned to like vegetables mushy.
Cans are the mainstay of mealtime in many families. A lot of people I know can’t stand fresh food because it doesn’t taste like what they’re used to. Canned food is easy and cheap, and people swear by it.
Huh. I didn’t realize that. I sort of thought frozen food had elbowed canned food aside somewhat…apart from soups and beans and tomatoes.
When I was a kid, we (my family) ate store bought canned and frozen, store bought “fresh” (produce section in the store), home canned and frozen, and fresh from garden. For a bunch of years, parents and grandparents togetner had gardens on the grandparents land. Us kids, of course, were put to work helping.
I remember that the stuff from the gardens, either fresh, canned or frozen, had more taste or a stronger taste than the store bought canned or frozen. For vegetables I liked, the home-grown tasted better than the store bought. For vegetables I didn’t like, the store bought tasted less bad than the home grown.
My mother was a Midwesterner who grew up during the Depression, and I can’t remember her ever serving fresh vegetables, except for the occasional iceberg lettuce salad.
My ma was from Iowa but she did do fresh veggies – kale, cabbage, squash, tomatoes, green beans, as well as salads – yes iceberg lettuce. Romaine was an exotic that we knew not. But frozen veggies a lot too – corn, peas, green beans again. Spinach. I still like frozen spinach, though I like fresh too.
@8, is it possible that they were using ceramic jars? I would have thought glass mason jars would be more common then, but I know my grandmother still had some ceramic jars she used.