Multiculturalism Run Amok

There are, of course, different immigrants with different goals. There are those who come to be Americans, and there are those who come to be foreigners in America. There are those who come to take sides, and there are those who come to conquer. There are those who bring buffalo mozzarella, or retsina, or curry, and there are those who come bearing lutefisk and hakarl.

Yes. I've said it. I've dissed those damned, murderous Norwegians (including their Icelandic colony).

As explained at the official "Sons of Norway" web site:

Lutefisk (dried cod treated with lye) must surely be the strangest culinary effort credited to the Norwegians, but what a treat when prepared properly. Everyone of course is not a devotee of lutefisk, but those who are defend it vehemently. Others go to the opposite extreme and claim it's a national disgrace. In years past, the homemaker had to go through the complicated task of treating the dry fish with lye, but now, even in America, frozen lutefisk is readily available at selected fish markets and at Scandinavian delicatessens.

But the Norwegian expats in Iceland have done the old country one better. Real men eat hakarl. It's, well, "old" shark. Really old. As in putrefied. Yes, it is. A traditional recipe for this delicacy includes the instruction "When the shark is soft and smells like ammonia, remove from the gravel . . . "

Lutefisk may be ordered online from "Norsland Lefse." And while research reveals no online source for hakarl, you may wish to review this article: "A Visit with Gisli Palsson, Hakarl Maker and Author."

It's time Congress and the President get serious about immigration policy.