Here
is another hearty home made soup to honor LGBT Hero Merle Miller.
Shortly after the Stonewall event, fifty years ago, this famed writer
set down just what it meant to be a “homosexual”. It was and is a
masterpiece of LGBT culture. Read about him in short article after
the recipe.
This
soup is made of things right out of your pantry. You should not have
much to pick up at the store for this. A thick, rich homemade
chowder can be the perfect meal for a lunch or game night while we
still can not count on the weather holding.
Ingredients:
3
cups |
Chicken
broth low salt |
2
cans
|
Corn
Kernels, drained |
1 |
Yellow
Onion, finely diced |
2
cloves |
Garlic,
minced |
1
can |
Diced
Potatoes |
1lbs
|
Fully
cooked pork sausages
|
½
cups |
Half-and-half
non fat |
¼
cup |
Fresh
Parsley, chopped |
½
tsp |
Dried
Thyme |
2
Tbsp |
Butter |
1
Tbsp |
Olive
Oil |
|
Salt
and pepper to taste |
|
|
Directions:
Do your cutting: Chop the onion and mince the garlic.
Warm the olive oil and butter in a dutch oven over medium heat. Toss in the onions, and cook for 5 minutes to start.
Add the sausages, cook them until brown on both sides, another 5-6 minutes.
Remove the meat. (While the chowder is cooking cut the sausages into bite sized pieces.)
Pour in the chicken broth and scrape the bottom to release any browned bits. Add the drained can of potatoes and bring to a boil. Reduce to simmer for 30 minutes until the potatoes start to break down.
Then toss in the drained corn kernels for another 15 minutes.
Carefully,
using an immersion blender, smooth out the chowder. Season with salt
and pepper, and add in the parsley.
Once
it is the consistency you want, add the cut up sausages and the can
of creamed corn.
Let simmer for 20 minutes to blend flavors.
If
you like, serve with a spoonful of sour cream in each bowl.
What
a wonderful meal to serve my Master Indy
socialslave
To
satisfy and restore.
To
nourish, support and maintain.
To
gratify, spoil, comfort and please,
to
nurture, assist, and sustain
…..I
cook!
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Merle
Miller was born in Iowa at the end of World War I. Before World War
II, he was a Washington correspondent for the late Philadelphia
Record. During the war, Miller served both in the Pacific and in
Europe as a war correspondent and editor for Yank, The Army Weekly.
During
the course of a writing career that spanned several decades, Miller
wrote numerous novels, including the best-selling classic post war
novel, That Winter
(1948). He also wrote
several non-fiction books, many television plays, and was the author
of the screenplays, "The Rains of Ranchiphur" (1955), and
"Kings Go Forth", (1958). His postwar career as a
television script writer and novelist was interrupted by the advent
of Senator Joseph McCarthy and Miller's inclusion on the "Blacklist."
He did not re-enter TV until the early 60s.
The
trigger:
Joseph
Epstein, in an essay in the September, 1970
issue of Harper’s, spouted the typical anti-homosexual drivel that
was common at that time. He closed with: “If I had the power to do
so,” he writes, “I would wish homosexuality off the face of the
earth… nothing [my four sons] could ever do would make me sadder
than if any of them were to become homosexual. For then I should know
them condemned to a permanent niggerdom among men, their lives,
whatever adjustment they might make to their condition, to be lived
out as part of the pain of the earth.”
Merle
Miller, who had been an editor at Harper’s, felt “outraged and
saddened” to read Epstein’s language. He called Bob Kotlowitz,
the magazine’s executive editor, to say as much. Kotlowitz, a
friend of Miller’s, responded that he, like “a great many
intelligent people … more or less” agreed with Epstein.
A
few days later, Miller had lunch with two editors at the New York
Times Magazine, Gerry Walker and Victor Navasky, and Epstein came up
again. Navasky, praised the unusual power of Epstein’s piece.
Miller wouldn’t have it: “Epstein
is saying genocide for queers!”
In the essay, Epstein, had written that “Nobody says, or at least I
have never heard anyone say, ‘Some of my best friends are
homosexuals.’”
“Many
of my best friends are Jewish fags, black fags…. Miller
continued.In fact, most of my friends are gay! In fact, I’m gay! In
fact, that’s the first time I’ve ever said that in public! And
there are only three of us here.”
Navasky
returned to his office and spoke with his superiors at the Times,
They OK'ed and Miller was asked to express his reaction in a magazine
piece. What Miller
turned in, Navasky said, was “so beautiful, so spectacularly
different, so compelling, that it had to run.”
“What
It Means to Be a Homosexual”was
published on January 17, 1971. It was extraordinary. Miller had not
intended to write anything personal—“I have no taste for
self-revelation,” he later wrote—but it seems to have spilled out
from his pen, his typewriter, a reasoned and reasonably furious
demand for respect.
“I
am sick and tired,” he wrote, “of reading and hearing such
goddamn demeaning, degrading bullshit about me and my friends.” It
was a great deal more than that, but in a way, Miller’s anger was
it: a simple, loyal appeal on behalf of himself and his bullied
friends.
Miller
couldn’t have known what would happen after the publication of his
essay.
Miller’s
essay got over two thousand letters—more than the paper had ever
received for a single article. Later that year the piece was
published as a book, with an afterword by Miller. Forty-one years
later, Penguin Classics has re-released it as “On
Being Different,”
with a new foreword by Dan Savage and a new afterword by Charles
Kaiser, the journalist and author of “The Gay Metropolis.”
Miller
stated:
“I'll
tell you this, though. It's not true, that saying about sticks and
stones; it's words that break your bones.”
“I
have never infected anybody, and it's too late for the head people to
do anything about me now. Gay is good. Gay is proud. Well, yes, I
suppose. If I had been given a choice (but who is?), I would prefer
to have been straight. But then, would I rather not have been me? Oh,
I think not, not this morning anyway.”
“A
young homosexual friend recently said, "It's no secret that you,
that one, has such-and-such color hair, is yea high, weighs thus and
so, and so on, but when you keep one part of yourself secret, that
becomes the most important part of you."
And that is true, I think; it may be the most important truth of all.”
And that is true, I think; it may be the most important truth of all.”
Miller
was fed up, and, in Dan Savage’s words, “captured the anger that
has motivated L.G.B.T. activists from the Mattachine Society to the
Stonewall riots to ACT UP to the It Gets Better Project. What are
L.G.B.T.-rights activists but people who grew sick and tired of
reading and hearing such goddamn demeaning, degrading bullshit about
themselves and their friends and decided to speak up and fight back.
”
As
Miller wrote in his May, 1971 afterword, doctors and therapists who
came out would lose their patients; “lawyers wrote that they would
lose their practices; writers would lose their readers; a producer
would not be able to raise the money for his next musical.”
That
afterword closed with a sigh of relief: “I realize how stifling the
air has been all these years. I may not be freer, but I’m a lot
more comfortable, a lot less cramped.”
It
was, of course, a landmark piece, and its author became an activist
after it ran. Unfortunately, when Miller died in 1986, his New York
Times obituary said that he had no survivors, although for years he
had been with his partner, the writer David W. Elliott.
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