This is the story of every young pig who yearned for a life of fame, who longed to be someone—to matter.
The poor rube has stars in his eyes. If the only way he can make it is to sell himself to the devil for $4.49 per pound, that's a small price to pay.
Long ago, we profiled another hungry, young fame-chaser, but this Missourian here is taking the game even more seriously. He's not just putting his career on the line. He's betting it all!
Part of us feels admiration for this pig's ambition. Unlike the much-bemoaned "young people these days," he is willing to put his money (and his ribs!) where his mouth is. He knows he's got to work for his dreams. He's not waiting for someone to hand him anything on a silver platter. No, he'll be the one occupying the platter.
Hey, it's a tough business.
You'll make it, pig. Just remember to be good to the people you meet on the way up because you'll meet them again when you're on the way down. Their gullets.