Welp. One of the big kids is up with croup.
The Three Factions of American Culture (Substack)
The macroculture, it must be emphasized, is nowhere near collapse. I think it will transmogrify, not vanish. But it’s no longer growing. It’s the microculture that is expanding, often explosively.
This is not a value judgement, merely an expression of bare fact.
How Football Works: Introducing the keeper-back (The Athletic) ⚽️
Good stuff from The Athletic, especially for casual soccer fans such as myself.
The culture/media war of 2024 has already been won (Ted Gioia)
In other words, legacy media is collapsing at the very moment that alternative platforms are booming. I’m doubling my audience in 2023 (up more than 120% year-on-year), but the Stripe numbers indicate that this is happening everywhere in the alt culture. … I hear every day from people asking me to share what I’ve learned from running a successful Substack. But the folks approaching me are all involved in new media platforms. I never get asked a single question about Substack from mainstream media people (although they are always asking me to contribute). They obviously believe that they have nothing to learn from the microculture.
🗞️ Tension Between Micro Culture and Macroculture. This is easily among the post important things I’ve on this in recent memory and well worth your time.
Nick Saban. 🏈
(That’s it. That’s the post.)
Breakfast of champions. 📷

The discussion on Tangents and Footnotes for the first week of War and Peace is terrific. I like this pace of reading. I hope I can keep it up. 📚
Slept in (to 6am), but it’s still dark and quiet while I drink coffee and collect thoughts for next week. Spring semester begins on Monday. ☕️
Terrible news out of Japan, especially the loss of life from their Coast Guard. It’s a miracle the passengers on the commercial flight were all evacuated safely.
Short and simple, New Year’s Day hike with the kids (Gaia GPS)
Currently reading: War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy 📚
Part of the year-long book club with Footnotes and Tangents on Substack.
Tamalada: making my first tamales ever
I recently inspired by Adriana Maestas on Twitter/X to reclaim tradition. She linked to an excellent essay in the LA Times by Natalia Molina on the tradition of the “tamalada” (tamale making party). I’ve never made tamales, even though the tradition runs deep in my family.
In my family, the women make them usually the Saturday after Thanksgiving. This is not a “that’s woman’s work” thing wherein the men think they are above it. Rather, men are explicitly excluded. Some of my fondest memories of my late-Uncle Ted as a child are from when, banned from the kitchen and living room, he and I (and my older cousins) would watch college football. He explained the sport to me (and in part bears the blame/credit for my incurable obsession with collegiate sports).
As I got older, I never made tamales myself. My mom would FedEx a batch to me, wherever I was. During my “tech school” with the Air Force in ‘98, I shared a few tamales with friends from North Dakota, Ohio and elsewhere who had never even heard the word “tamale” let along tried one. In college, and graduate school, my batch of tamales arrived usually in time to be the perfect comfort food during finals and paper-writing crunches.
Fast forward, it’s 2023. My Tia who has always been the lead on the family tamalada is more or less retired, my sister and cousins (the ladies) are hit and miss with organizing, and I live out of state; on top of that, my mom had a “tiny” stoke this year. She’s doing great but in no condition to be planning and prepping what is a very extensive process.
So when Adriana posted Molina’s essay in the LA Times, we started a convo (usual for us); and agreed to shoot for making our first go by New Year’s. I committed to this weekend and prepped as best I could. Here’s how it went.
Masa. I opted for store bought. As much as hand-made masa is the gold standard, my immediate aims were to simply “not fail”. I followed Rick Bayless as the rough starting point. It’s a “small batch” and, truth be told, I couldn’t find a batch of masa small enough. So I had to go with what was on offer at the local Mexican grocery.
My oldest helped. He’s become quite the sous chef this year. Despite his challenges at school and his ADHD, he’s earnest, thoughtful, and full of life.
Filling. Sticking with the simple and straight forward, I went with red chile. Plenty of recipes to follow. Where I erred is that our oven is not precise. At 30-years old (or more), lower temperatures can be tricky. It took twice as long to braise the pork such that it shredded properly. The unexpected delay led to some foreseeable heartache from the littles.
Note Bene. I have no idea why this photo displays upside down on the blog. It’s right-side up in my photos app.
Finally, we got all we needed to make the tamales. Once we did, the process sped up significantly. My oldest helped me make the tamales by spreading the masa and placing the chile into the tamal before steaming. This is a straightforward but very technical process. The place where most go wrong (and I did) is not spreading the masa thin enough. When looking at corn husks with masa spread too thin, the masa breaks. Adding a bit of water to the store bought helps it stay “connected” while spreading.
Even still, the masa spread on the husks thicker than I wanted. I would have preferred a thinner layer to fit more meat in the tamal. Since the masa will expand when cooking I knew this would be an issue. But we cannot let perfection be the enemy of the good.
After that, it is just a simple matter of steaming them properly. 45 minutes in our Instant Pot and a few minutes to rest. The results were… well, nearly perfect. The kiddos devoured the remaining tamales even before I could eat two of them and FaceTime my mom to share what I accomplished.
We’re making more tomorrow and definitely I’ll try it a few more times before the 2024 holiday season so that my technique is better.
References
- Red Chile Pork Tamales Steamed in Cork Husks, Rick Bayless
- Rick Makes Pork Tamales | From the Test Kitchen, Bon Appetit
- How to Make Pork Tamales with Fermin Nunez, Munches
- Tamales and the Tamalada: a Christmas Tradition, Library of Congress)
- La Tamalada: A Christmas Tamale Tradition, Smithsonian
- How to Plan a Tamalada, Spruce Eats
I might have to steal this great idea for 2024.
And with that, I just finished a full year with Ryan Holiday’s daily stoic journal. What a process. 2022 was hodgepodge, stochastic, and inconsistent. But once I got going, keeping it going became a major focus of my daily habits this year. 📚
Year in books for 2023
Here are the books I finished reading in 2023. My official count is lower than actual, most on account of a few re-reads. (I read Shakespeare’s Sonnets to the big kids three times this year, eg.) still, a bit short of my goal of 26 books. That’s ok. Most of what I read is online articles, PDFs, and stuff like that. And I’m happy with this list.
Here’s to next year.
📚2024 War and Peace book club, Footnotes and Tangents, Substack
I’m joining, come do it with me! We start tomorrow, one chapter per day.
Now playing, Stakes is High
Want to read: Beyond Revenge by J. B. Minton 📚
JB is on Substack. Never heard of him before, but now I’m hooked. This one is near the top of my 2024 queue.
Is anyone using Music Board? Seems like a Letterboxd/Goodreads for music. Are there better or just interesting alternatives?
🎥🎵 Adeste Fideles, Gaby Moreno (YouTube).
Still a very underrated musician, and her christmas album even more so.