A peasant becomes fond of his pig and is glad to salt away its pork. What is significant, and is so difficult for the urban stranger to understand, is that the two statements are connected by an and not by a but.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The pig is not just pork chops and bacon and ham to us. The pig is a co-laborer in this great land-healing ministry.
Choose to patronise your local farmers; as eaters, you need to demand a different type of food. Appreciate the pigginess of the pig.
I object to you using words like squander and pork. What is pork in one part of the country is an essential project in another part.
Our culture doesn't ask about preserving the essence of pig; it just asks how can we grow them faster, fatter, bigger, and cheaper. We know that's not a noble goal.
Anything that got to do with a pig, I ain't eatin'.
In my mind, it is certainly much nicer to end on a high note rather than on a Stout Pig.
I am fond of pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals.
You know, in our culture today, our Western, reductionist, Roman, linear, fragmented... culture, we don't ask how to make a pig happy. We ask how to grow it faster, fatter, bigger, cheaper, and that's not a noble goal.
I've always loved pigs: the shape of them, the look of them, and the fact that they are so intelligent.
I am not a pig farmer. The pigs had a great time, but I didn't make any money.