People lucky enough to live in the vicinity of an industrial hog farm are, with each breath, made keenly aware of the cause of their declining property values.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
When we know as much about people as hog specialists know about hogs, we'll be better off.
Too often, parents whose children express an interest in farming squelch it because they envision dirt, dust, poverty, and hermit living. But great stories come out of great farming.
The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It's already happening.
In those days, when you got boxed, that was it. A lot of old people were there because somebody wanted the farm. It was about property. People are treated like property.
I am not a pig farmer. The pigs had a great time, but I didn't make any money.
Hedge-hogs abound in my gardens and fields.
High among the unpredictable variables that endanger the survival of worthy buildings are the vagaries of taste.
A capitalist economy hums when leading businessmen are bubbling with animal spirits and are prepared to sink their money into risky ventures.
My idea of good living is not about eating high on the hog. Rather, to me, good living means understanding how food connects us to the earth.
Here you do have forests, where pigs could be raised by letting them root about in the forests for a good part of the year. Therefore, you have a different attitude toward them compared with what continues to exist in the Middle East.
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