The Sacred Potato Mystery Deepens

In an earlier post, I contemplated the meaning of the Sacred French Fry.

Now we have this, via the Californian: http://www.nctimes.com/articles/2007/06/18/news/californian/61707181839.txt

For the last nine years, students in Darren Thomas' Advanced Placement
history classes at Chaparral High School have been enshrining members into the
American Hall of Fame in the form of Mr. Potato Head.

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The 2007 inductees, honored at a ceremony June 6, were Clara Barton and
Frederick Douglas. Their likenesses, created using the popular toy, join Rosa
Parks, Thomas Edison, Earl Warren, Lyndon Johnson, Mark Twain, Jane Addams,
Benjamin Franklin, Alexander Hamilton, Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt, Theodore
Roosevelt, Henry Clay, John Marshall, Abraham Lincoln, Martin
Luther King, Thomas Jefferson, Harriet Tubman and Andrew Carnegie in the Hall of
Fame.

Well, it's about time Mr. Thomas' class got around to enshrining the great one. I can just see the looks on the faces of the Neoconfederates as they realize Father Abraham has claimed a new conquest, this time on the battlefield of a high school history AP classroom.

Inducted into the Hall of Shame was Sen. Joseph McCarthy. He joins Nathaniel
Forrest, the founder of the Ku Klux Klan, Aaron Burr and Boss Tweed as spuds of
infamy.

How ya like them taters, Mr. Bradford?

Like the noble potato, prior to picking by free and equal hands, Father Abraham is rooted deep in the soil of America's foundation - low, but sturdy soil.

A Deep-fried Sign from Above

Well friends, a new day is surely upon us. Thanks to the sprightly young fellow who runs A. Lincoln Blog, I am aware of this story: French Fried Abe?.

Yes, it seems our Savior is revealing Himself to us once again, this time as a french fry.

I know what you're thinking: why would our Lord Lincoln reveal himself to us as a french fry? How could that make any sense? What's his carb count? FOOL! It is not for you to question Him! Approach the Sacred Fry with reverence! The Lincoln works in mysterious ways. Whether destroying entire communities of civilian population, or incarnating Himself as a deepfried shred of potato, He saves our beloved Union with every spasm of His mighty Spirit! Yours is but to praise.

Pilgrimages are to commence at once to the site of the Sacred Fry, once I have ascertained that location. As one of my flock, you shall have instructions soon. Keep watching the Claremont Review of Books or that gay little Remedy blog my groveling disciples run for further news.

The time of Our Lincoln is soon upon us.

P.S. I'll kill anyone who eats that fucking fry.