Around Kansas City we take our barbecue about as seriously, if not more seriously, as we do politics. After decades of eating every barbecue place in town I have my favorites. But I also have a pretty clear litmus test about how people outside of KC approach barbecue. it goes like this
if people sit down to a plate of barbeque and look at it, just sit there, looking at it, you really oughta question their judgement.
Sarah Palin and John McCain came to town today. Among other things they went to one of KC's finest Barbecue joints, Arthur Bryants at 17th and Brooklyn. Judging by the pictures and footage I've seen McCain and Palin didn't know what to make of it. Maybe it's because they don't have barbecue in Wasilla.
This image says it all to me:
When I see people sitting there, looking at a plate of perfectly good barbecue as if they haven't a CLUE as to what to do with it, I get nervous.
To me the picture says it all. Little miss uptight doesn't know what to make of this plate of smoked genius. And the old codger next to her has to lean over and say "you eat it, dear." This, my friends, is a metaphor for the next four years if we don't beat these two shills in November.
Every time this nitwit sits down to something new, she'll be saucer eyed and befuddled and she'll have to wait on the old man next to her to lean over and say "you do this, dear." Who's really rolling the dice here? Do you REALLY want to elect somebody who has to be TOLD what to do with a plate of Arthur Bryants?
Maybe a good community organizer happened in and gave them both some lessons in how to dine at 17th and Brooklyn.