Occupy Cookbook Fails Due To Utter Incompetence

Wow, who would have ever thought a group of anarchists with tattoos on their necks, bums, and women who went $100,000 in debt to get lesbian studies degrees: couldn’t even handle putting together a cookbook? You may want to say, “Pretty much everybody,” but c’mon, we’re talking about a cookbook here. It’s not as if they tried to create a bank or build a private space shuttle in Zucotti Park and fell short.

It was difficult to figure out whether the book should be inexpensive or a coffee table novelty, how to split profits and whether there should be profits, and how it should be organized.

“The last time I heard from (the organizer), he was still waiting for folks to submit recipes…Needless to say, the book never happened,” she wrote. But she hopes it will move forward with someone, some day.

“The Occupy Cookbook project ran into contradictions at every turn in part because the acts of preparing and serving food are so complicated, bringing so much joy and also carrying so much baggage. Cooking can be an art or a pleasure; it can also be sheer drudgery, a burden and an obligation. We all deserve to be fed but, in order for this to happen, someone has to be enlisted to feed us,” she wrote.

What kind of recipes would these idiots even put together? Potatoes Au Social Justice? Communist Tofu Surprise? It’s not like the Occupiers are cooking anything other than maybe Meth in their tents anyway. If they were honest, every recipe would read, “Waited around until food bought by unions or rich liberals was delivered to us. Ate. Ask the businessmen who were working while we were protesting how they made it all.”

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