It's no good running a pig farm badly for 30 years while saying, 'Really, I was meant to be a ballet dancer.' By then, pigs will be your style.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I am not a pig farmer. The pigs had a great time, but I didn't make any money.
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.
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.
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.
The industrial food system is so cruel and so horrific in its treatment of animals. It never asks the question: 'Should a pig be allowed to express its pig-ness?'
I learned long ago, never to wrestle with a pig. You get dirty, and besides, the pig likes it.
I've always loved pigs: the shape of them, the look of them, and the fact that they are so intelligent.
Anything that got to do with a pig, I ain't eatin'.
Choose to patronise your local farmers; as eaters, you need to demand a different type of food. Appreciate the pigginess of the pig.
If I am to be a chauvinist pig, I want to be the number one pig.