You’d think a song with such an aggressive title would come accompanied by some kind of artist’s statement, but no such luck. Whatever, there are enough strong statements to come, so turn this up, enjoy some bass drum, and just carry over the ‘America’ bit in your psyche.
Cool story: doomsday prepping is getting really popular, and more and more people are stocking up on dried food supplies in case the world ends around them. According to Munchies, the top brand of prepper food has just about doubled its sales in the past 4 years (look for palettes of Wise-branded supplies next time you’re at at Costco; they’ll feed your family for a year). ‘Prepping,’ as it’s called by those in the know, has been a thing since the nuclear threats of WWII, but (predictably conservative) folks have been doubling down on the supply-hoarding when *things* happen of late– things like, for example, Trump’s convos with Kim Jong Un. Seems unnecessary, but hey, if it’s hoarding powdered mushroom sauce that makes you feel better about all this, who are we to argue.
Please see the New York Times headline, ‘The Comfort in Stockpiling Dried Beans,’ which, turns out, is the entrance to rabbit hole of bean love within the food media. For reference: The Guardian on ‘Why Beans Are Making A Comeback’, Bon Appetit recipes x a zillion, Melissa Clark’s beanfest… also, is anyone a member of the Rancho Gordo bean club?! Clearly dried beans are ~*a thing*~, and say what you want about why (so simple! so hearty! so *heritage*!)– what should be clear is that beans are the left’s doomsday rations, and we’ve started right in. The apocalypse is now, folks.
Aaaaaaand we are all caricatures of ourselves.
Margot
PS Plus a recipe to get you started: here’s the one from Tejal Rao in that Times piece. Instant Pot optional.
