Mini-hemi-monostich

In the chapter on Bleak House, in his 1911 book about Dickens, GKC (as we shall call him, in the Minimalist spirit) delivers himself of the following mysterious phrase:

the mind of an intelligent potato

Ponder that.

Here, I’ll write it a little larger, for clarity:

the mind of an intelligent potato

Beginning to make sense?   Not quite yet?   All right, try this then:

the mind

of an intelligent

po-ta-to

Believe me, it makes perfect sense in its critical context;  but outside of any context, it is downright epiphanic.

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You should read and re-read this, until you attain enlightenment.

Background music for your quest:

Call Any Vegetable

by Dr. Franklin Zappa

Concert version (if you can call it that):

     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnhgQsat0mo

[Update]  By chance, I was perusing Wiki’s introduction to Abduction, which schematizes the basic process  thus:

=> The surprising fact, C, is observed

=> But if A were true, C would be a matter of course.

=>  Hence, there is reason to suspect that A is true.

Now:  in the Comments to this post (below), we observe irrefutable evidence that a certain Potato, Peter by name, is at the very least familiar with the basic tenets of Relativity, and may even claim to have deduced its principles independently.   This, inarguably, is “surprising”;  few of us can claim ever to have met a Potato of such impressive attainments.  Thus, then,  C.

But:   Suppose it were the case (a fact hitherto seldom suspected) that all Potatoes were in fact superintelligent god-beings from the planet Xan-Dor.  Then C would follow as a matter of course.

We have, ergo, our A.

Conclusion:  All Potatoes (or, as skeptics, we must caveat:  Peter, at any rate) are superintelligent god-beings from the planet Xan-Dor.