It’s official: Not only is pringles a food product, but it is a potato food product. That is the ruling of
Britain’s Supreme Court of Judicature which ruled with Her Majesty’s Revenue and Customs and against Procter & Gamble U.K.. Just in case you thought this was small potatoes, the ruling means that Proctor & Gamble owes $160 million in taxes.
The company argued like an army of Philadelphia lawyers: insisting that Pringles are not potato chips and thus not potato products . . . and thus not part of a potato based exception from taxation. That might come as a surprise (or not) to Pringle consumers. It turns out that only forty percent of a Pringle is potato ( I am assuming that Pringles the plural refers to a collective of individual — albeit identical — pringle chips). The rest appears to come from a pringle animal slaughtered in captivity.
Lord Justice Robin Jacob rejected the argument, noting in true British fashion: ‘“a marmalade made using both oranges and grapefruit would be made of neither — a nonsense conclusion.” He further noted that thi is a simple matter of potato logic and “not one calling for or justifying overelaborate, almost mind-numbing legal analysis.”
Pringles usually is successful from the first nibble. Hence their slogan: Once you pop the fun doesn’t stop. Once you pop you can’t stop.” Well, Lord Justices it seems don’t pop.
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I am the creator of the World of Potato Chips.com website and can concur that Pringles belong in the potato chips genre of snack food. Whether baked or deep fried, chips from potatoes are still chips.
Mike A:
“Procter & Gamble would have had a far stronger case on the “potatoness” issue had they convinced the judges to try the product.”
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I thought OJ’s gloves taught us all about slick courtroom demonstrations. Had they eaten the darn things they would have applied the salty cardboard tax, not the potatoness tax.
Procter & Gamble would have had a far stronger case on the “potatoness” issue had they convinced the judges to try the product. I may not be able to define “potatoness,” but I know it when I taste it.
mark wrote: Authorities say the incident occurred around 10:00 a.m. at a U.S. Army Navy Career Center inside the Ashley Square Shopping Center at 9112 North Rodney Parham Road. According to Lt. Terry Hastings with the Little Rock Police Department, two enlisted soldiers standing outside the office were hit when the suspect drove up and began shooting.
Police have identified the shooter as Carlos Bledsoe. A Muslim convert who said he was opposed to the U.S. military.
Yeah, but was he eating Pringles at the time? before? did he have a stash of Pringles with him?
AY,
It’s probably something akin to suet. I went to school in a town with a slaughter house (and a chicken nugget factory), Wed. was rendering night. It smelled vaguely like burnt peanut butter cookies. The restaurants\bars\movie theaters in the towns upwind from us were always packed on Wed. nights.
Jill/lotta:
the Deli Lamma?
isnt that on 33rd and Broadway in New York City?
I hear they make a great Corned Beef on Rye.
Lottakatz,
I thought the Pope was an alien!
Loved the old and newTastement 🙂
Jill: Pringles, the lost years…
LOL! It’s sorta’ like the old and New TASTEement of junk food. 🙂
I need to study the Deli Lama’s teachings and learn the way of (harmoniously) consuming mass quantities.
Don’t you just know that Dan Brown’s next book is going to have aliens- either in the flesh or as a central theme? Srsly, where else can he go. I can hardly wait 🙂
Bron and Lottakatz,
Your vision of Pringles may be reconciled afterall. I just picked up the book called: “The Missing Years of Pringles”. It talks about the journey that Pringles took to Tibet. Ancient wisdom was dispensed and the formula changed at this point. So, while Bron is correct in the initial formulation, and given the bodies that funeral directors routinely leave in buildings and out the back yard, one may realistically suspect Bron is still correct, since the trip to Tibet and the receipt of ancient, esoteric wisdom that even the Deli (not a typo) Lama will not divulge, it now appears that Lottakatz is correct. It’s like reading the apocrypha of the bible. It fills in the story. If we add illuminati such as hidflect, I think we are ready for Dan Brown’s third blockbuster!
Word I had to look up: ab·at·toir (b-twär)
n.
1. A slaughterhouse.
2. Something likened to a slaughterhouse: “The hand of God and mankind’s self-inflicted blows seem equally heavy … giving a strong cumulative impression of the world as an abattoir” Manchester Guardian Weekly.
Ok, now it makes sense? Not, are you telling me that when I eat a Pringle I am eating nothing but FAT from the slaughterhouse? That is disgusting. But I might add it taste good on Steak.
Bron98
1, June 2, 2009 at 8:04 am
“lottakatz:
…Soylent Green is people”
that’s what they want you to believe.”
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You doubt the word of Moses? Heretic!
A casual survey of all the top suspects in my 7-11 found that Pringles have the highest calories/gram of any product there. Since the virtually inedible fat from abattoirs costs a lot to dispose of, every possible use is found for the stuff. Pringles is a way of cheaply disposing of it.
I vote for Irish Coffee or even a Nutty Irish Coffee.
Mespo:
“Quit making me laugh so hard as to spill my tea!”
Twinings Earl Grey; English Breakfast; Irish; etc.?
lottakatz:
“We must pass down the history precisely:
Pringles are Soylent Yellow; Soylent Green is people”
that’s what they want you to believe.
“Potatoness,” I love British humor.
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I’d have gone for royal ‘spudliness’…
AY:
That slacker Turley is making me wait for his enlightening posts. Doesn’t he realize I do have to work occasionally?
Buddha:
“As in, “The Vice President’s spelling errors aside, one cannot help but notice the essential potatoness of Mr. Quayle’s head.”
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Quit making me laugh so hard as to spill my tea!
mespo,
I just lament that the term “potatoness” never came up in the coverage of our former VP and PNAC signatory, Dan Quayle. As in, “The Vice President’s spelling errors aside, one cannot help but notice the essential potatoness of Mr. Quayle’s head.”