General McClellan is a Fruitcake and Other Tasteful Metaphors

Abstract

The idea for this post was born from a comment I made while bored and generally sleep deprived on a road trip to the James Buchanan symposium earlier this fall. After some serious historical discussion with my traveling companions, including two other CWI fellows, I made a very non-serious observation. It went something like this: You know, I think Buchanan looks a lot like a soft-serve vanilla ice cream cone [excerpt]