the Porkopolis blog
Considerations of humanity and hogritude, because an insufficiency of pigs is one of the great faults of all that the gods have made manifest to man.
I’ll be leaving Porkopolis for a few days this week to work, do research and visit family in NYC. Luckily for me, there is a superhero there – Wonderella – whose eye is on the pig, so I know she’s watching out for me, too.
America is no place for an artist: to be an artist is to be a moral leper, an economic misfit, a social liability. A corn-fed hog enjoys a better life than a creative writer, painter, or musician.
Henry Miller, The Air-Conditioned Nightmare, (1945).
