THE PLAIN PEOPLE OF WINGNUTTIA: Our candidate for president in 2012 will be a baked potato.
TEH LIBERALS: …?
TPPoW: You heard us! We see the danger facing us in the Obama presidency as so powerful and so imminent that we demand a candidate who wants to devote time and speeches to fighting it in a very public way. That candidate is a baked potato. In fact, this baked potato right over here. ——>
TL: You’re nominating a baked potato? What the hell are you talking about?
TPPoW: Ha! We knew that would drive you libtards crazy! Clearly, this potato has earned the eternal enmity of the liberal elite for the affront of who it is: a working-class, pro-life vegetable with decidedly red-state mores. Unlike you out-of-touch coastal elites with your pommes frites, the baked potato is from the real America — these small towns that we get to visit, these wonderful little pockets of what we call the real America, the hard working very patriotic, um, very, um, pro-America areas of this great nation.
TL: Are you on drugs? Who the hell is going to vote for a potato?
TPPoW: Stupid hippie. You’re so deluded — the potato is the natural leader of what we might call the "Country party" — the countless real Americans who are tired of being treated as clay!
TL: And instead want to be treated like vegetables?
TPPoW: Elitist! Clearly you’re just terrified that the old American aphorism about how anyone can grow up to be president might actually be true!
TL. But a potato can’t talk. How can it give speeches or interviews? Put it in front of a camera, and people aren’t going to be saying any of that "Country party" shit, they’ll be saying, "I’m not going to vote for a fucking baked potato."
TPPoW: You fail to understand that in the way this baked potato presents itself in conformance with the stereotype of the red-state simpleton, it is actually being deeply principled. Fool! America’s “Best And Brightest” — the media’s haughty personages, the college towns’ privileged residents, affimative action’s beneficiaries, the “mainstream” politicians who supported billions for bailouts and “stimuli,” the upscale folks who look down on the rest of us and upon themselves as saviors of the planet — these are the people who will make this baked potato into a political force by making it a symbol of everything they are not. They will do this despite the potato’s lack of brilliance when it comes to communicating its ideas on the issues. Your use of curse words also proves that you are incapable of rational debate, so neener neener I win.
TL: Whatever. The point is, it’s still a freakin’ potato. It can’t, like, communicate!
TL: That’s because potatoes don’t have agendas, even ones that fit on Twitter messages, dumbass.
TPPoW: Hah! Ad hominem! Ad potatum! Yet more indecent behavior from folks who are all to quick to play the "have you no decency" card when it suits them. Just goes to show, if you want to see really vicious vegetablism, go read the comments on Daily Kos.
TL: Come again?
TPPoW: Your attitude towards baked potatoes is obviously a deadly serious attempt to realize the vision of the 1960s and to fundamentally transform the United States of America. It is the fusion of Communist dogma, high ideals, gangster tactics, and a stunning amount of self-loathing. It reveals the Democratic Party as what it really is: a criminal organization masquerading as a political party.
TL: Uh, not exactly. I think it just proves that if you run around saying a baked potato is the natural leader of your party and maybe the nation, people are going to make fun of you.
TPPoW: More hatred. Don’t you see it? Don’t you see that trying to destroy this baked potato is kind of like Ben Kenobi letting Darth Vader strike him down? Even if you succeed — Ouch. It will hurt to know a vegetable you pride yourself on seeing as a hot side dish loaded with butter, sour cream, chives, and maybe bacon bits so thoroughly out-maneuvered you. You do see it, right?
TL: What I see is that you have it in your head that this baked potato somehow offends liberals, when, like, we just think it’s stupid to pretend a vegetable can be president, even if you’ve pulled that shit off before.
TPPoW: Yeah, right. More likely it bugs you, deep down, that while the baked potato is at ease with its vegetableness, as well as its place in the workplace and at home, liberal potatoes, especially the liberal broads, convey a base insecurity in their feminine skin and crispy, slightly charred jackets.
TL: (Takes long pull of whiskey) Oh for fuck’s sake. Starting tomorrow, I’m going on Atkins.
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Thersday!
hahahahah ohmystars thers absofuckinglutely hillarious!
And, it does have the added benefit that if you don’t like the brand of leadership that the tuber provides, you can always eat it.(cue Weird Al Yankovick’s version of ‘Beat it”)
Evening all.
The only problem is, now I could really go for a loaded baked potato…
Is that moose chili on your baked potato?
eat it
Weird Al also did “Addicted to Spuds.”
It’s funny because we can pretend it isn’t true.
Thers you have outdone yourself. Which is no mean feat.
Yum!
Thers, you really are a genius.
whippin’ one up for you now.
Thanks, though in fairness, all that ammo was just lying there. I only had to pick it up.
Thersday!
Well at least the potato is an improvement over the cabbage they ran last time. Much better grasp of the issues.
ditto
well, you have to digg it first…:)
Well, a potato has eyes, you know, so at least you could claim that it could ’see’ and had some ‘vision’ on the issues.
It really is his masterpiece.
You just watch: their VP nominee will be bacon.
and no ears which would explain the not hearing the hue and cry of the voters for a public option
Would that be fat-free sour cream and organic chives? Well, maybe then.
I’ll never be able to look a potato in its eye again, the same way.
No butter, no sour cream, no chives, no shredded asagio cheese will soften the harsh light you’ve shed upon the spuds.
Who knew all this time when they were lying in our basket, they were plotting to rule the world.
*BRILLIANT* *CHAIR/APPLAUDS*
that’s actually saying something.
How to choose?
But enough about Thers, pass the butter –
and the bacon bits.
I could never be as funny as Jonah Goldberg, though — who didn’t even make the cut for the quotes I used! It’s a rare occasion when he isn’t saying the stupidest and most pompous crap, so I think we should give him a hand.
(Golf clap)
reminds me Ionesco’s The Leader, where the anticipated arrival of the leader (read Obama) has everyone anxious and excited and then when the leader appears and raises his hat it is plain that he has no head.
(i know that i spun it back to Obama but to me the Right is existentially inapposite (/ht EW))
Bite your tongue, sir!
Bacon would never betray us so egregiously.
Yes, the an ear of corn, they’d get something that could hear and perhaps could get to the kernal of the issue, but would not have the vision thing taken care of..
The thing is, you’re trying to be funny–the Pantload just ends up that way.
A mere husk of a candidate.
gives that tv ad i keep seeing about what state the best potato comes from a while new meaning yanno.
Well, that is true, but you are trying to be funny.
I had a baked potato earlier that looked and tasted exactly like strawberry shortcake with whipped cream. I also like the ones that look and taste exactly like a hot-fudge sundae.
What are you drinking, sir?
Good evening all. Any potato chips around?
where are you getting your spuds, if you don’t mind sharing?
Get back to us the day after the election. :-)
In this instance, “potato” was more of an honorary title. No actual spuds were harmed although many strawberries, some shortcake and whipped cream made the ultimate sacrifice.
may we share in the sacrifice?
Slidin’ a bowl down the bar at ya.
I’m not saying bacon would accept the nomination, mind you. Just anticipating the next move of TPPOW, trying to tempt folks over to the starch side.
Hi Tex,
I was looking for some chips but keep finding references to potato chip cookies. They actually look pretty yummy.
Very well then.
Every so often the tree of liberty must be watered with blood, but you know, I’d really just rather eat some bacon in the kitchen of freedom.
They will probably run Bacos instead. Never the real thing, always the cheap imitation.
The candidate and spouse in a relaxed moment on the campaign trail.
helps with any non kosher issue by going with the imitation.
That edit function is nice, isn’t it?:)
Spell it with a “k,” problem solved.
I’ll be the judge of that.
zomg, what a concept.
With a half-life of forever.
G’nite, all.
Sweet bacon-y dreams!
Is Bacon really qualified to be a heartbeat away from the Oval Office? He’s an okay actor, but really…
Night.
I spend way too much time looking at pictures of desserts online. Low-cal, though.
g’nite
Hey, they ran Ronald Reagan, didn’t they?
Always wondered if Baco Bits were their own separate element on the periodic table.
think of the cholesterol levels and clogged arteries. we’ve already had one veep who traveled with a cardio unit – do we really need to repeat that?
*waving g’nite to the leaving sleepy pups*
Here is another variation that looks pretty good.
I just watched Jane on Shuster’s show earlier today. Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Jane like that on tv. Seen it here, but, good for her. That snippy little girl really had it coming. Did anyone else watch that?
They are. In fact, Baco Bits-227 is an intermediate decay product in the uranium-lead sequence.
“Hah! Ad hominem! Ad Potatum!”
LMAO! VERY sick and yet, ingenious!
are you a TasteSpotter?
oh look, there’s Thers’ tat.
jane had a front page post up about being mad with the video. wasn’t that great
Oh my, thanks for the link. Bookmarked it.
Don’t know if it’s real but the bacon tattoo is hilarious.
Aristocrat in Burlap clinches the 2012 Rethuglican presidential nomination!
http://www.idahopotato.com/?pa…..&id=4
This favorite son of Idaho has 100% of millions of Idaho potatoes in his pocket. When it comes to those four electoral votes, the eyes have it.
Evening from the Great Swamp, all-
As a potato knows to listen to his commanders on the ground and not try to micro-manage military operations to suit an evil leftist agenda, a potato would clearly make a superior commander in chief com-peared to a secret-Muslim liberal-fascist non-citizen who has secretly sworn to destroy the United Starches of America.
mebbe seven heartbeats away?
Thanks for the link. What a nasty mouth that little Goldilocks has. As a friend of mine says, “You eat with that mouth?”
Does the candidate have Tater Tots? :)
I have it on good authority that the baked potato we innocently know as the “Idaho potato” [not to be confused with ex-Sen. Larry Craig] was, in fact, grown in Peru, and does not have a birth certificate [other than a fake one] proving it is a U.S. citizen, thus, it is ineligible to be President of the United States…
Oops! That is a Wingnut argument, won’t work when the Candidate is a Wingnut!
Hiya Pups,
This looks good…
http://www.ljcfyi.com/blog/200…..frites.jpg
Speaking of Idaho, I’m thinking most of the pols in DC should have vanity plates reading, “I DA HO,” making it easier for lobbyists to spot ‘em.
That snippy girl is an absurd wingnut with a bit of a history…
It is also an illegal immigrant from Ireland.
hope the candidate does’t have a hidden history of smashed potatoes
I had a joke along those lines lined up, but the post got too long…
Hi Christine,
I dunno, if the grease doesn’t saturate the paper wrapper how can it possibly be good for you?
You do realize the Minute Men will figure out the Baked Potato is actually from South America and when they do realize that they will bolt the party.
Oh I get it your really saying when the religious wing of the GOP finds out Sarah’s Pastor is a confused pagan Christian who rumbles about ” Python Spirits” the Religious GOPers will bolt.
You have many layers of thought Thers….are you an Onion?
Is Goldilocks dumber than a potato, or am I missing something?
Hey! She could be the next Republican Prez candidate. Some sour cream and chives and we’re there. Sarah is going to be pissed…
Watching Jane slap this dingbat around just made my day.
Nothing like bringing on your Strom Thurmond Award winner, now is there?
D.C. — the answer to that most important of all presidential campaign questions — Where’s da beef?
AND THE KILLIN’ GOEZ ON AND ON AND…
Citizen Thers and the Firepup Freedom Fighters:
First of all, thank you Citizen Thers for sharin’ your amazing talent to infuse hope and laughter into a world gone absolutely mad.
Your use of the divine gift of irony is indeed “…a deadly serious attempt to realize the vision of the 1960’s and to fundamentally transform the United States of America”. And for that, commrad, I will be eternally grateful…the world now belongs to you kids and we old “dirty rotten hippies from the 60’s” offer you our dreams to light your path.
KEEP THE FAITH AND PASS THE AMMUNITION, FASCISM IS NOT GOOD FOR CHILDREN AND OTHER LIVING THINGS!!!
And before that an illegal immigrant from the South American Andes.
Need to remember that the potato has brown skin ! Might make a difference.
Don’t worry, the fried onions on top will kill you dead.
Wow, here is a microwave potato chip maker and the end result actually “looks” edible.
What a lovely human being. I wish I had a lesbian daughter so I could forbid their marriage.
Ah, that’s a relief.
Y’know, if Strom had been elected president, Trent Lott wouldn’t have had all those problems…
Indeed. Shall we tell them that corn, beans, pumpkins, and tomatoes are Mexicans?
Now, there’s a statement I don’t hear every day…
And George Allen could have skated right into another term – starched sheet, pointy hat and all.
And I wouldn’t have to worry about it because I would have left the country the next day.
Just wait for the accusations of voter fraud as ACORN squash disenfrenchfries every potato from the vote.
Come to think of it, let’s see that Aristocrat in Burlap’s U.S. birth certificate.
They’re really gonna flip out when you tell them where wheat, barley, sheep, and goats were domesticated.
Not to mention plums, apricots, and grapes. Damned Ay-rabs.
Dan Quayle might be a better choice.
Citizen ratfood:
There is already a potato chip maker that turns every bit of organic matter into overcooked potato skins…it’s called the Republican National Committee.
All the Dixiecrats turned Republican and then we got the Blue Dogs. One step forward followed by one step back.
A Potato
ein every pot.Well, I think my evening was better before I ready that stuff about her, but thanks. I guess my calling her “snippy” was one of the nicer things I could say about her. BTW, my bil is an Arab, by birth, and he and my sister have had some rough times at airports. Hmmm. I don’t know what else to say about that Mouth.
Quayle? But he couldn’t even spell his running mate’s name!
And coffee.
Come to think of it, there are also the pigs.
It’s a good thing the potato has eyes, because it will need them to see Russia from here, and look into Putin’s soul, and all that…
That’s where the bull-buster cattle prod comes in handy.
Good point.
Yes. And, it takes a lot to be dumber than a potato.
Just. Yikes.
Dingbat is also one of the nicer things one could say about her.
And bananas.
Giddyap li’l doggies!
Nice. Maybe we can launch a few into orbit, too. Imagine what we could find out with all those extra eyes peering down…
Let’s face it–the Minutemen’s whole diet was invented by people they don’t want in this country.
…which leads us back to bacon.
I am trying to think what was domesticated in Europe. Carrots? Turnips?
Nice use of the Dan Quayle alternate spelling, by the way. “g”
Dan Quayle’s legacy: If they get bogged down in how to spell the guy’s name — it’ll be hashbrowns yesterday, hashbrowns today & hashbrowns tomorrow.
Back to the Palin circus.
Levi Johnston said that the Savior of Alaska spent a lot of time rubbing her hands together and scheming about making lots of moolah.
The Palin media flack immediately launches a counter attack.
Stop the Wasillyness.
-G
Lots of old references to corn and wheat…
We can safely ignore her now that the Republicans have found a more articulate candidate.
The baked potato may run into some trouble getting the nomination when the Far Right (meaning most 21st century Republicans) notices how closely related it is to French Fries…
I’d forgotten the potato wasn’t indigenous. Sir Walter (really..?) brought it back to England at the end of one of his voyages. Or so I have been led to believe by an episode of Blackadder II.
Corn (zea maiz) is Mexican and Wheat is from the Iraq-Iran border.
Don’t you mean Freedom Fries?
Potatoes are Andean, along with peanuts and guinea pigs (the other other white meat). They were not eaten by people in Europe until the late 18th century when a series of crop failures forced them to eat their cattle fodder (same is true of turnips).
thank you for sanitizing that for Wingnut comsumption…
Time for me to tater-totter off to bed. Splendid evening to all.
Night. Think I will hit the sheets as well. Take care all.
I’m going to depart too. Peace out, y’all!
The Spud Also Rises.
-G
OK, I is drifting, amis. Niters!
hashbrowns on twitter?
Pommes de terre, freres!
In the Blackadder episode I mentioned, the English use Raleigh’s potato discovery for everything (smoking, etc.) except as food.
niters thers and all leaving sleepy pups
“nite, Dr. Dick & ratfood, and all. Soft landings to you.
The google vomited up this reference guide
the host and two doctors have left the house, what are we to do now?
Since Everyone (/s) was wondering, my burned arm is feeling a little bit better. Not a lot, but moving toward healing.
party?
Do the “Mashed Potato”?
Good post but sorry: This potato has a truth in candidate advertising problem.
It’s too humble, too versatile and too beneficial to people without regard to wealth or position — simply won’t cut it as a republican nominee.
Waiting to be sued by youtube. Here ya go:
Dee Dee Sharp – Mashed Potato Time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQBKpV9emKc
hehehehehehe
Sigh, what a loser!
Glad to hear you’re feeling better, demi
ohmystars.. look at her hair and those go go boots!
Hey, don’t laugh! I used to be a master at this!
party?
A tuber loser.
like its 1999
Boots: must have
OMG — I can’t keep up with you, I’m laughing my patootie off! Right, Suzanne?
I just watched “mashed potato time” with the sound off while listening to “celebration”…they go together rather nicely!
Not real Bacon o’ course but that flavored Soya crap … yecch !
same here – token keeps giving me dirty looks for waking him up with my laughter
this whole thread is a keeper
I haven’t had this much fun in months — hey thanks thers and new FDL!
Well, when you consider potatoes are of the family solanaceae along with deadly nightshade and tobacco, this candidate has many of the toxic qualities that we’ve come to expect from Run RNC.
always telling us to walk this way
Now I’m suspicious — you MUST be a reference librarian, or, an academic? Yea, great link!
Super! as the French say…
This secret RNC file reveals that there may be a hidden connection between the potato and Mitt Romney! It seems there was some Mormon figure named “Nephite 2″ who “Discovered that the potato is edible and found 1,226 uses for the potato and potato products. Often called the Washington Carver of Mormonism.”
Is it possible that one of those uses is “Republican Presidential Nominee”?
Thank you, dear PPDCUS.
G’Night. Tea time has kicked in.
I know the google, personally.
Also when evaluating any representation by a potato, it must be taken with way more than a grain of salt. Otherwise, it’s pretty tasteless (Limbaugh-Hannity-O’Reilly-esque.)
the field certainly is being cleared for his …. use
g’nite demi and any other leaving sleepy pup
OK, not tonight, but SOME night, it will be the grain of salt connection:
Kosher
Sel de Mer -France
red from Hawaii
grey from Europe
Good idea?
I think this spud will be lip synching to Ashcroft’s patriotic anthems.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/worl…..lianborger
When he hits those high notes, the U.S. Constitution shatters.
….
The Potato Song
I must be missing a few neurons — red from Hawaii, grey from Europe?
I would like to fill in, but I’m missing an “n”…
’o problem
Whoever draws the short straw gets to tell Baked Alaska’s Ham, she’s out of the running for being the least convincing liar among all potential nominees. Heck, they’re all au gratin.
The Potato Song
The only problem with this is that the Potato’s spokesman is way way too articulate.