It Wouldn’t Taste Bad, But Is It in Bad Taste?

In honor of the awesomeness of both bacon and America, James [High Praise!] sent me this:
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As the political season kicks off in earnest, each of us needs to stand up and be counted. All Americans must decide what sort of nation we want to live in, a tyrannical state run by those who would transform our diet into one composed of tofu and bean sprouts or one that respects our traditional roots and the sound foundation left by our forefathers that allowed up to become the world’s superpower. We much resist the hippie diet, punch them in the face, and return to a nation of the people, by the people and for cured port products. I suggest that IMAO lead this effort as we rally around our new flag.

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And he included a photoshop of the American flag with strips of bacon in place of the red stripes.

My first reaction was, “that’s awesome!”

Then a little voice in my head whispered “that’s the American flag. People fought & died under it. It’s as close to holy as you can get with a non-religious symbol. You don’t mess with it.”

So I’m compromising by putting the picture behind the above link, because I don’t want someone stumbling across the image and making out-of-context assumptions about the intentions of its creator.

The message is simple: America is awesome. Bacon is awesome. Period.

But if you’re a person who considers manipulated images of the American flag disrespectful under any circumstances, I understand. Please don’t click the link.

Have a bacon day.

5 Comments

  1. As a veteran and former member of two branches of the armed forces, I would proudly wear and fight under this banner that symbolizes freedom and liberty, as well as the deliciousness of bacon. Let freedom ring! And let the free have bacon!

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  2. We much resist the hippie diet Quoth Al Sharpton? Resist we much.

    Anything “hippie” is to be reviled!

    …cured port products(?)

    That one I had to read twice…Irishman that I am, my mind automatically thought of Fonseca port decanted into a Waterford goblet to accompany a Macanudo maduro whilst seated next to a crackling fire in a marble hearth with one’s trusty Alsatian resting at his master’s velvet-slipper-shod feet.

    As someone whose affiliation with the armed services of this country goes back four direct generations, I am ambivalent about that there bacon-striped banner. I appreciate the symbolism and the subtle humor, but having saluted the colors as it was raised in the morning and lowered in the afternoon going back to my days in priory school and in Boy Scouts; having seen it borne proudly in parades and rested gently on the caskets of family members and friends; having taken verbal and physical umbrage at hippie-types who used the flag for clothing and toilet paper…I believe in umimpeded free-will decisionmaking, but hold that the flag warrants more humbly reverential respect that to be treated as a neo-Warholian art project.

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