...here's an example where the conspiracy obviously failed and failed miserably.
And if you like their Chanukah specials, you'll love their Ramadan lunch specials.
You'd think they'd know better in New York City, though.
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I realize this has nothing to do with energy, food or environment, but it amuses me, so a brief hiatus from relevance will be taken. As y'all know (or don't) Chanukah starts this weekend, and the household is awash in preparations, many of them involving glue sticks and song.
The great thing about most Jewish holidays is that they go on forever (well, 8 days, mostly), so lazy writers have a chance to get their act together late in the holiday and make it look like they planned it.
It's the first night of Chanukah. What are you getting? One bit of disconcerting news.
A while back I heard that Mel Gibson was going to make a movie about the Macabees. If this is true, I can't wait...
SteelyKid decided she needed to put on her Christmas outfit earlier tonight, and her day care class at the Jewish Community Center has begun celebrating Chanukah, so it seemed like a good night for a festive holiday Toddler Blogging picture, with some bonus Feats of Strength:
Uh... Right... Ham... Chanukah... Ok... Right...
How about some beef for your Hindu customers, as well ?
You think that's bad, you should see the special Passover cakes!
I remember in -- was it 1984? Sometime around then -- there was a rabbinical convention in Denver. The catering firm chose to provide them with ham-and-cheese sandwiches for lunch.
Dear Orac:
Glad you "enjoyed" (although that's not really the proper verb) the link. Similar to Conspiracy Theories and Conspiracy Theorists, "clueless" seems an appropriate description.
Ignorance is not a complete answer. But, . . . it's a good start.
I think "mindlessness" is the best answer. Over the weekend, my father was visiting my mother in a nursing home. We had had a bunch of freezing rain, and the walkway from the sidewalk to the entrance was very icy and treacherous. He noticed a few other visitors slipping and sliding. Upon leaving the nursing home, he noticed that they had indeed done something about the situation: they posted a sign, on the outside of the door, warning visitors that the path they'd just walked was slippery and advising them to "watch your step."
Doggone it, Orac! I made the lunch special joke to a coworker about an hour before I read your post. Day late/dollar short.
That's OK, GDad, I blatantly stole that line from someone else.