Love is really too strong of a word, but I will never, ever complain about my day job again.
This is an article about people who work in a pig slaughter house for a living. It is specifically about the people who work at the “head table.” Um, that would be where the brains are scraped out and then sold as food. Apparently there is a delicacy known in the south as pig brains and scrambled eggs.
Ew.
This article is why I only eat meat from my local farmers. The story realizes every single thing about the mass production of food and how simply wrong, wrong, wrong it is. It’s inhumane to the animals, and now it’s making the meat-packers sick as well.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/05/health/05pork.html?pagewanted=1&ref=health
Bon Appetit 
