He's gone

but his damage continues. No labeling needed at farmers' markets. 

I guess Mormons

don't care about chicken relationships.

Even Orwell would wonder

Filthy conditions backed by "Californians for Safe Food." 

No kibble

for this cat. 

All silliness is local

As usual, nobody sez it better about the "abbatoir" at Blue Hill at Stone Barns. But could someone please explain the newsworthiness of a drunk getting trapped in a bar? I feel like I'm back in Glenwood, Iowa, where a front-page story in the Opinion-Tribune would be about a guy building a condo for purple martins. (No link, either, because I don't want to encourage them.)