dead guy on your plate, anyone?

As the story goes, there was this guy who lived a long time ago. Some people liked him. The people with the power didn't like him. He was killed. Sad story. But now, the smarties of StupidState have decided to offer, to their customers, a hunk of flat tin with the dead guy's picture on it. Now, you can commemorate murder just by driving your hoopty.

Arnica loves many things. His privates being at the top of the list. But Arnica digresses.

Arnica loves him some irony. In this case, the irony is that these folks—lets call them lemmings, follow the lessons of a book—lets call it Charmin Ultra Soft. In the pages of Charmin Ultra Soft are these words:
“Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is on the earth beneath, or that is in the water below.” Exodus 20:4
and
“Cursed be the man that maketh any graven or molten image.” Deuteronomy 27: 1 5

Hmm, the one thing the dead guy didn't want folks to do with his image, folks do all the time.

Now, before you start sending Arnica your tithing money and start looking for Arnica's image in your burnt toast, know this; There is no god other than perfectly melted Cheddar Cheese on an everything bagel. Go and serve your bagel.