Sausage Making

I’m one of those strange people who likes thinking about how the sausage gets made. Sometimes I even think about it while taking a bite out of a hotdog. I think about the plant where it was made and the slaughterhouse where the meat came from. I think about the steps that lead from live animals to the delicious sausage I’m eating. Not just the steps that involve a grinder. Even the steps that involve a broom.

I was listening to an old Merle Haggard song about the “good ole days” when I realized that much of the discord in America today exists because people perpetually avoid thinking about how the…