That is fun! Not exactly the origin of coffee as a thing, but it was along those lines.
Darling drinks coffee. I told him the history of how the tea went into the harbor and coffee became American, and now he likes it even more.
“I don’t need it and they can’t make me want it” is a very American sentiment that unfortunately, isn't heard much any more.
When's the last time you gave something up because the consumption of something else would be better for the nation?
Maybe we could just stop buying things from China. The money masters embedded in the jugular of what's left of the US Gubmint sell us out, and we don't seem able to stop them, but they can't make us buy things from China. At least we could stop with the optional things.
Good luck living without a cell phone. Don't know if you've tried it lately. But do we have to own a TV? We could just not own a TV. We wouldn't die.
If we continue to lavish the last remnants of our wealth on other nations not of our own people, we as a people are going to die. Is that okay? Make sure you think about it and say "Yes, that's okay with me" before you spend another buck towards our national destruction.
As soon as they have something we can’t live without, they own us. "They" is whoever it is who has the thing that we can't live without.
Some time ago I went into a big box craft store to get one specific tool that was made in China. It was just a plastic overlay with a grid for $6, but I really needed it. It would have taken me a long time to make something similar with any materials in my possession. So I desperately rationalized, all the way into the far back corner of the store, but hated myself for a sell-out with every step.
I passed aisles full of cute, cheap, useless crap thus -
A SIGN that says "HELLO PUMPKIN"?? I didn't even notice that one until just now. Why not go buy a grown in USA pumpkin and write "Hello" on it with a permanent marker?
I was hoping nobody actually buys that garbage, but unfortunately, there's probably a reason it was the biggest and closest aisle - so that rich, bored, thoughtless women can pop in there between their facial and nail appointments and Pilates class and pick up signs to advertise, "I live in a FARM house! I'm so Blessed! I'm so Grateful!"
This was the cart in front of me in line.
The Made in China labels were easily visible on some of it. And she needs that for WHY? Our economy's going down in flames, we have old men without roofs over their heads, women who won't have children due to financial insecurity, children eating cheap processed food, but oh yeah, "Here's everything I need for my cute new autumn theme! Score!"
SIGH.
Oh, yes. Coffee. Sorry.
I was going to say, and then digressed as usual, that I don’t really get it with coffee. To me, coffee tastes like drinking dirt with a stick stirred into it. Adding sugar and cream makes it palatable, kinda like eating paper napkins with frosting inside.
I do like tea. Not enough to invade somebody's country for it. Not gonna say these places aren't justified in trying to get revenge on us, only that we could learn from our ancestors' selfishness and greed. We don't HAVE to roll over and consent to die.
I like tea leaves, but I'm fine without them, too. Herbal infusions are just as good. Peppermint is nice, so's orange peel, chicory, or honestly I'd take any pathetic walnut shell Ersatz that becomes necessary. A dip of honey in hot water is delicious and warms the tummy first thing in the morning.
I do NOT need any drink, or food for that matter, bad enough to pay taxes on it!!
Hahahaha haha ha. Ha. That’s a good way to get skinny fast, and then die.
Oh, another thing. (This is random chatter, y'know.) Two of my children like coffee. There's no accounting for taste. One of my children likes Twinkies. We saw the movie Zombieland, and they were all a little puzzled. Me too, as I might have had a Twinkie at some point in my childhood but I don't remember it. So we all set out on a Twinkie expedition - luckily no zombies around - secured a box of them and eagerly sampled this strange new substance. Four kids and I said EWWW and dropped the unfinished Twinkie into the trash. One of them loved it.
