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Ruscha’s painting juxtaposes that epic event with a giant yellow and blue product logo for the spiced ham luncheon meat, looming above.

It’s those Spam stories that keep the Minnesota-born luncheon meat in our cultural cupboards.

He got a food allowance of two loaves of bread, two packs of soft cheese and a pack of luncheon meat to last him a week.

“The porcine saltiness, the impossibly emulsified texture, the infinite shelf life — these are reasons why we add this humble king of canned luncheon meat to fried rice, saimin, wontons, or somen salad.”

Tiller’s legs, at one point, are “becoming logs of luncheon meat.”