Personally I love bacon, I love ham, I love pork, however, when there is a truck full of oinkers driving down the highway I just feel bad inside. The poor pigs don't know - or I don't think they know - that they are headed to the slaughter house.
I was driving home today thinking about eating a big ol' bacon sandwich and seeing the piggies threw me off a little from this favorite brenner (breakfast for dinner = brenner) idea.
I guess they were raised for the purpose of food. Thanks little piggies.