This blog is dedicated to spreading the truth about Jack Scalfani, a child abuser and racist who has run up modest celebrity on the internet through his “Cooking with Jack” youtube channel. For a long but by no means exhaustive list of what Jack has done, please see this post.
Originally uploaded: 06 April 2016
It’s clear from many episodes of Jack on the Go (including this one certainly) that Jack and Tammy have a troubled marriage. The clearly visible strain between the two, especially in public, is often remarked upon by the casual viewers of Jack on the Go, which in turn causes Jack (insecure runt that he is) to vigorously defend his crumbling marriage like a child emphatically denying that they eat worms to their bullies. It causes him to post things like this, which Jack recently put up on his twitter feed:
This is not a particularly flattering photo of Tammy, to be sure, and it’s definitely a smirk or forced smile rather than a relaxed, natural smile one might flip a camera in a comfortable social setting. But really, who can blame Tammy given what she has to put up with? In this episode as in many others Jack goes out of his way to ruin a perfectly good outing with his self-absorbed antics. What could’ve been a pleasant and adult afternoon out with friends is ruined almost immediately by Jack’s whinging and a petty squabble, before he insists on filming and getting reactions on everything. Tammy has been putting up with this bullshit for nearly 6 years of Jack on the Go, and god knows how many years before that. When she’s short or grumpy or upset I always understand immediately where she’s coming from: putting up with her self-absorbed, unemployed husband day in and day out must be incredibly tiresome.
“Tiresome” definitely describes Jack’s antics in this one. He’s immediately attracted by something that combines two of an item he doesn’t care about or indulge in: Bourbon Tea. Jack doesn’t drink bourbon (a fact we were reminded of as recently as the latest episode of Jack on the Go) and he’s never drunk brewed tea, only the sickly-sweet American “Sweet tea” concoction from places like McDonalds. Looking at how much milk and sugar (JACK YOU ARE A DIABETIC) he drinks his tea and coffee with, it’s clear exactly why he likes it the bourbon tea: Giant amounts of artificial flavours, milk and sugar are exactly what he’s used to expecting out of brewed drinks. And just in case you thought he might have some knowledge of contemporary cafe culture, he has no idea what a demitasse is.
As usual, Jack’s guests don’t seem particularly keen on being filmed. Not that it matters to Jack. The food in the place looks… confused. I’m really not sure what to make of most of it, except that every dish apparently comes with a liberal helping of the kind of sawdust tasting already grated cheese that comes in a bag. No wonder Jack loved it.
Just watching these senseless exercises in debauchery and sadness are soul-sucking. I can’t imagine what it’s like to live with it every single day. Tammy: Jack Junior is old enough now, and clearly hates his dad. You can divorce Jack. It’s okay.