Pizza for the Proles

Pizza for the proles? I don't guess an educated "educator" can really be classed as a prole, but I bet quite a few of them in Wisconsin and elsewhere believe themselves to be. You see I am certified after much time, effort, and expense, in Texas to teach school in the elementary and junior high (middle school) grades. Also getting a spec ed cert and perhaps a high school social studies composite. Guess what? There will be very very few jobs available in Texas next school year and those few that pop up will have literally hundreds of applicants. A bit pissed? Yes. Think it a good idea to have such draconian cuts in the education budget? No. Whining in the street about it? No. If I did someone would just drive by and yell, "get a job you puss!" Perhaps it is just because I live in Texas that I don't really worry so much about it. There are other things to do. Some jobs may suck but there are jobs available. If worse comes to worse I could go back into the taxi business, but that likely won't be necessary. I look at the whining going on in Wisconsin (and very soon other places) as much ado about very little. It does not appear that the state is asking very much of them to be quite honest. Now apparently there are some pizza places in Madison where management is very happy to have these folks in the streets. Seems like their business is booming. Pizzas are being ordered for the marchers from around the country and indeed around the world. Folks just want to show their solidarity I guess. One of the funniest things I have heard lately were some Wisconsin fruit loops comparing their "plight" to those protestors in the Middle East. C'mon. Get real. When the Wisconsin Air Guard stafes your "encampments" then perhaps I will put some stock in that claim. Until then? STFU. Now back to this pizza thing; apparently fellow blogger and frustrated author who goes by the moniker "Jurassicpork" has spent a few of his own bucks to send pizza to the proletariat. Good for him. I read this fellow's blog(s) fairly regularly and can tell you he is, well I just don't agree with him. Any attempt at serious, respectful discussion is met with vile vitriol. As a result I sometimes can't help myself and write something kinda smartassy just to yank his chain. I won't link to his blog(s) here but they are fairly easy to find on the internet. Don't get me wrong. I defend Mr. Porks' right to free speech. I am not sure that he (or some others of his ilk) would do the same. How did I again get off the Pizza thing? Dunno. Back to to it. Now I have lived in the environs of NYC back in my younger days. Spent a summer as a communications op with the Coast Guard right there across the channel from Queens. Busy busy busy does not describe it. Very little time off. I did get into "the city" as often as I could though. One thing I noticed was that there was a pizza joint on every corner. Seems like every grocery or drug store had a small pizza oven in the back. Damn good pizza sure. Some of the best I have every tasted was in those days. Since moving to Houston however I can tell you that there are some pizza joints here that are every bit as good as those in the NY/NJ area. Every bit as good! Why? Because there are people who have escaped the environs of that particular region of the country and have opened up shop down here. That they brought with them their pizza recipes goes without saying. So the next time I hear someone talk about NY pizza or even Chicago style for that matter, I will say to them "We have just as good down here." They won't believe me of course, but that is their problem. Now we do have many "pizza chain" type restaraunts here and those do not qualify as what I would consider good authentic pizza. They are all edible of course but it is not the same thing.  Incidentally, there is authentic food from around the globe here in my area. People are here from all over and have brought with them their culinary specialties. Ever eaten Ethiopian food? I have not either, but there is a place on Richmond Ave that I have been thinking about trying for years. Guess I need to get around to it one of these days. Coming to Houston? Bring your appetite. Oh I suppose that if we have some sort of street protests down here (not orchestrated by Sheila Jackson Lee, LA Raza, or Quanell 10) I will pony up and send them some pizza. Just to show my solidarity. That would make me a wonderful human being.  By God!