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March 28, 2012



Both the fried chicken saleman and the man of God find solace in each others' company, and to see this as an act of bad faith on the part of either Colonel Sanders or the Reverend is a reading that is both unwarranted and unfair. Money in the United States is an important externality, but an externality all the same, happily something that can be acquired without too much effort, and not something for which one would betray an enemy, much less a brother in Christ (as they see each other). There are values beyond the rational economic man, or the matter with Kansas, or worship of the almighty dollar that is missing in a reductive analysis of Americana. The businessman gets spiritual succor, and the reverend gets affirmation of his beliefs. If these two monads find a sympathetic bond, the union should be celebrated not denigrated. Colonel Sanders, as far as I know, never turned away customers from his cafe, nor did the Reverend close his church to worshipers, on account of race. A more detached and less judgmental view might be expected from a philosopher. I miss it too.


The Jewish doctor's failure to appreciate the miracle of the colon is a nice touch.

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