Just a few blocks away from my residence, there is a house with a flag pole in the front yard. The flag of the United States of America flies on the pole. Beneath the flag there is a concrete pig standing guard.
I assume this arrangement in the front garden is a tribute to all Islamic passers by. I am being facetious of course. I find this concrete pig in the front garden fascinating. I would stop to ask the residents there if there is a particular significance to the concrete pig, but I'm guessing they would give me some dissappointing reply. Something like, "Oh we just thought the pig was cute and decided to bring it home with us." To which I would very likely ask, "It's such a great conversation piece! Is there a reason that you don't keep it in your parlor?" My guess is, from that location it probably wouldn't piss off as many Muslims. My other guess is, they would reply, "Oh we prefer to keep it out front where everybody passing can enjoy it."
Pigs have a hard enough time flying. Now they're concrete. This has to be something that you would only see here, Beneath the Carolina Moon, which lies beneath the American flag, and then just a little bit south.
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Saturday, August 20, 2011
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