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I get feedback emails from readers, and one complained about me using the term BARISTA for a bartender.

Well, BARISTA is Italian for bartender, and bartenders across the world make hot and cold beverages. Duh.
 
I get feedback emails from readers, and one complained about me using the term BARISTA for a bartender.

Well, BARISTA is Italian for bartender, and bartenders across the world make hot and cold beverages. Duh.

And pute is French for whore and bra is French for 'a child's reins'.

JBJ, the joy of the English language is how we anglisize foreign words. Sure, starbucks imported 'barista' but the word means something very different in English - unless you are writing in Italian.

The guys who paid good money to attend the Harvard bartenders course weren't looking to become 'baristas'.
 
And pute is French for whore and bra is French for 'a child's reins'.

JBJ, the joy of the English language is how we anglisize foreign words. Sure, starbucks imported 'barista' but the word means something very different in English - unless you are writing in Italian.

The guys who paid good money to attend the Harvard bartenders course weren't looking to become 'baristas'.

Huh, and I thought bra was short for brassier - french for upper-arm - as in an arm holding them in. Learn something every day.
 
A barista is never a bartender! They both have different skills and training.

Wrong! Imbecile. Youre clueless per usual.

If you go back to the 1930s drugstore soda jerks usta make a variety of alcohol and non-alcohol beverages. From Cherry Cokes, to Black Cows, to cocktails.
 
I prefer Italians to Frogs.

Broiled or deep-fried? How are you with snails? (Wait, don't answer that one.)

But I digress. Some writers force words to mean whatever they wish. Some of those wordsmiths are ad copywriters, and they regularly change the world. Why, just today, I saw a McDogshit billboard that, instead of pushing Big Craps, said, "FOODIES WELCOME!" The meaning of 'foodie' has just been totally transformed. Next, McDoodoo will call their soda-squirting peons 'baristas'. Will Starfucks complain? No, they'll just invent a new job title. Stay tuned.
 
Broiled or deep-fried? How are you with snails? (Wait, don't answer that one.)

But I digress. Some writers force words to mean whatever they wish. Some of those wordsmiths are ad copywriters, and they regularly change the world. Why, just today, I saw a McDogshit billboard that, instead of pushing Big Craps, said, "FOODIES WELCOME!" The meaning of 'foodie' has just been totally transformed. Next, McDoodoo will call their soda-squirting peons 'baristas'. Will Starfucks complain? No, they'll just invent a new job title. Stay tuned.

And yet still the Deltas, Epsilons and Gammas trail in, with their dead-eyed stares and their haircuts, to inject more seed capital into the sludge merchants.

As Charlie Brooker once wrote, human beings are haunted sacks of meat. That's all. We've even managed to turn the word 'discrimination' into an insult, so how we can expect the average drone to distinguish between foodstuffs beats me.
 
Broiled or deep-fried? How are you with snails? (Wait, don't answer that one.)

But I digress. Some writers force words to mean whatever they wish. Some of those wordsmiths are ad copywriters, and they regularly change the world. Why, just today, I saw a McDogshit billboard that, instead of pushing Big Craps, said, "FOODIES WELCOME!" The meaning of 'foodie' has just been totally transformed. Next, McDoodoo will call their soda-squirting peons 'baristas'. Will Starfucks complain? No, they'll just invent a new job title. Stay tuned.

And yet still the Deltas, Epsilons and Gammas trail in, with their dead-eyed stares and their haircuts, to inject more seed capital into the sludge merchants.

As Charlie Brooker once wrote, human beings are haunted sacks of meat. That's all. We've even managed to turn the word 'discrimination' into an insult, so how we can expect the average drone to distinguish between foodstuffs beats me.

This episode of "The Modern Derisive Hippie" was brought to you by the Society that Hates Intrinsic Tropes (SHIT). Tune in next week as we expose the corporate evils of Wal-Mart!

Sorry; couldn't resist. ;)

Seriously, though, I can't stand either McDonald's or Starbucks. One gives me the shits and the other makes me shit when I see the bill. :p
 
Oh, I'm equally dismissive of hipster hang-outs, pop-up restaurants and ironic moustaches, farmers' markets, boutique cafes and organic chains.

I'm an equal opportunities hater. :)
 
And yet still the Deltas, Epsilons and Gammas trail in, with their dead-eyed stares and their haircuts, to inject more seed capital into the sludge merchants.

As Charlie Brooker once wrote, human beings are haunted sacks of meat. That's all. We've even managed to turn the word 'discrimination' into an insult, so how we can expect the average drone to distinguish between foodstuffs beats me.

Hear, hear!

And while we are on the subject of insults, what about bigot? I'm old enough to remember when a bigot was an obstinate and intolerant believer in a religion, political theory, etc. My COD still has that definition. But today it has come to mean anyone who holds a different view to that which you hold. The bastards! :)
 
Hear, hear!

And while we are on the subject of insults, what about bigot? I'm old enough to remember when a bigot was an obstinate and intolerant believer in a religion, political theory, etc. My COD still has that definition. But today it has come to mean anyone who holds a different view to that which you hold. The bastards! :)

Same with bastards. That now means anyone who holds a different view from yours, as well, which ain't the original meaning.
 
Quite. I was a bastard for a few vital weeks until my parents married, and though I have but scant memory of that time I feel sure it moulded my unconscious in manifold and important ways. I feel at one with history's great bastards, such as William the Conqueror and Edmund in King Lear: "God, stand up for bastards!"
 
Oh, I'm equally dismissive of hipster hang-outs, pop-up restaurants and ironic moustaches, farmers' markets, boutique cafes and organic chains.

I'm an equal opportunities hater. :)

Well, now, I do support farmer's markets and organic food restaurants. Simply through buying locally-grown organic produce, and taking gluten out of our diet, we've been able to help our daughter mitigate her ADHD without the need for any damn pills, and my wife hasn't had one of her (previously customary) migraines since the change of diet.
 
The farmer's market.

I do take your point, of course. It's just that I still think they're pretentious and worthy, and therefore funny.

Not around here. It may be counter-intuitive to the stereotype of the average Texan, but farmer's markets around here are actually less expensive than the big grocery chains. The employees are nicer, too, and actually know what they're talking about. ;)
 
Well, that's splendid. Here they tend to be delicious, staffed by lovely knowledgeable people but, undeniably, pricy. There are ordinary markets which sell good fruit and veg cheaper than supermarkets, but farmer's markets in the UK focus more on hand-crafted pies, artisan cheeses, etc.
 
Well, that's splendid. Here they tend to be delicious, staffed by lovely knowledgeable people but, undeniably, pricy. There are ordinary markets which sell good fruit and veg cheaper than supermarkets, but farmer's markets in the UK focus more on hand-crafted pies, artisan cheeses, etc.

Yes, I remember from when I lived in London many years back. There seemed to be a certain amount of prestige attached to purchasing the locally-produced, over-priced fare at the local markets. I was often reminded of Hyacinth Bucket when I shopped at such places.

Thankfully, there's a different kind of pomposity where I now live. It's more geared toward the size of one's equipment (meaning grills and such) as opposed to the actual foodstuffs. I pride myself on being able to cook well on a basic charcoal grill and flat top, shaming the burnt offerings of my neighbors with their expensive propane appliances at neighborhood events. ;)
 
Well, now, I do support farmer's markets and organic food restaurants. Simply through buying locally-grown organic produce, and taking gluten out of our diet, we've been able to help our daughter mitigate her ADHD without the need for any damn pills, and my wife hasn't had one of her (previously customary) migraines since the change of diet.
Incredible, isn't it? The shit that is passed off as food on an unsuspecting public borders on criminal. I don't proselytize about such things on here, but wanted to give you a thumbs up.
 
Incredible, isn't it? The shit that is passed off as food on an unsuspecting public borders on criminal. I don't proselytize about such things on here, but wanted to give you a thumbs up.

I grow organic fruits and veggies. I'm not a Nazi about it but I go organic as much as I can. I do zero herbicides and pesticides. I use plenty of manure/compost.

Organic makes a difference. My old lady is eat up with medical problems, and the organic has improved her issues so much that she no longer needs all the meds she took 6 years ago. I haven't been to an MD in 9 years.
 
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