Welcome to all the visitors from Warren Kinsella’s blog. Please feel free to look around and take in the wide variety of subjects I talk about. I’d hate to leave you with the impression that I’m a one-trick pony.
I am quite proud of this blog entry, but I should point out that I have had other dealings with Jay Currie and I know him to be, in most respects, a perfectly decent fellow. He and I do strongly disagree on the nature of the threat Western society faces from radical Islamic fundamentalism, for reasons I describe below, but that’s as far as my criticism of him goes (which is pretty far). So, feel free to read the article as I originally presented it, but take it with the grain of salt required by the fact that this is one man’s opinion, on one particular issue.
I’ll be building this post over the day linking to other stories I find interesting, but I’m putting this up here, in case you want to comment on my older post or issues arising from it.
The blogger in question, by the way, is Tart Cider, and this is the post that may have set the stage for this confrontation. I don’t have a dog in this fight, but I do think this attempt at guilt by association is a little wrong-headed. Some evidence of his sensibility can be found here, and this is the incident he is talking about.
Meat. Fire. Good.
I don’t know what it is about advertising writers and fast food restaurants. You can’t possibly make a hamburger (an all-beef patty of processed meat, pickels, onions on a sesame seed bun) into something fearsome that the man of the house had to hunt down and eat, but that doesn’t stop them from trying to appeal to the Neanderthal set in society. First was Harvey’s campaign posters of “Meat. Fire. Good”, and now we have… the Baconator.
Yup, Wendy’s Baconator: two all-beef paties, two slices of processed cheese and six strips of hickory smoked bacon, along with ketchup and mayonaisse and nothing else. And the catchphrase for this hamburger?
Careful. It can sense fear.
And do what, one is forced to ask? Jump down our throat, clog our arteries and give us each a coronary? Because that’s about the only threat I see coming from this little beast. And the Baconator follows in the footsteps of a Burger King offering in that this is a sandwich with no vegetables present (maybe the burger ate them! … Which, of course, makes the burger a herbivore and less threatening than ever).
Honestly, the lengths that some people will go to just to sell you a sandwich.