We had a pig farm about two miles down the road when I was growing up. My, it was fragrant. So this story of Kim Jong Il visiting a pig farm is enjoyable for many reasons. These reasons do not include thinking about the starving people of North Korea reading about the rotund little porker’s eyeing food they do not have. The mind wanders, however, to the infinitely more pleasant thought that Mr. Kim may have recently found himself being used as feed for porcine Koreans, since he seems to have disappeared. Here’s hoping. (HT: Polipundit)

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