I missed this story the first time around.
A court rejected Thursday the appeal of convicted serial killer Robert Pickton, a pig farmer in Canada’s in westernmost British Columbia province sentenced to life in prison…. Pickton was found guilty in December 2007 of second-degree murder in the deaths of six women, in Canada’s worst serial-killings.
Note to kids on summer vacation: “Serial,” as in a series, one after another. Not like Sugar Frosted Flakes or Count Chocula.
Prosecutors had argued throughout his trial that Pickton picked up drug-addicted prostitutes from Vancouver’s squalid Downtown Eastside, killed them, butchered them and disposed of their bodies by feeding them to pigs or taking them to a rendering plant.
Now for the juicy bits.
Police testified about finding three severed heads and other body parts in a freezer and buckets on Pickton’s area pig farm, human bones beneath a pig pen, and a gun with a dildo over its muzzle holding traces of DNA from Pickton and one of the women.
This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home.
This little piggy had roast beef, and THAT little piggy had a gun!
One prosecution witness testified in court that she saw Pickton butcher a woman hanging on a meat hook at his farm. Another witness said Pickton had once described to him how he used handcuffs, a wire, and a belt to kill prostitutes, then butchered them and disposed of their bodies.
I don’t think Mr. Pickton will be addressing members of the 4-H club any time soon. However, I’m puzzled as to why the movie hasn’t been released yet.
It’s vital to keep in mind that Canadians have their own extensive redneck population and traditions, and that love of violence, firearms, alcohol, and anything with an engine all figure in as comfortably there as they do in, well, Davie. I don’t know a whole lot about pig farming, but I suspect it’s not a particularly genteel activity, requiring its practitioners to desensitize ‘way down, and develop a tough skin. For all I know, comparing the feed to the fed, this sick-o felt more for his pigs than the prostitutes.
Wait, go back. What’s with the gun and the dildo over its muzzle?
Obalesque 
Men are such pigs. Although in this case, that’s not fair to say about the pigs.
The other white meat, made in Canada. And people are worried about swine flu?
Cute toes.
I wonder, if you ate pork made from a pig that was fed the flesh of a heroin addict, would you get off? Would you get High on the Hog?
Oy ! … just another reason to not eat pork
Never, ever eat pork on even days or odd days or days with a prime number … or
Why aren’t you writing about me?
Hey Ghost: You granted him his favorite wish! You’re white!
it doesn’t MATTER if you’re black or white !
I’m new here, poking around and seeing these posts for the first time, and I just want to say that so far it’s almost as disturbing as it is funny, which I fear says something worrisome about myself, too. This item is a good example. And btw, what IS the story with the dildo over the gun?