SWINE IN MICHIGAN DESTROYED

First they came for the pigs, but I was not a swine. Then they came for the chicken, but I was not a cluck. Then they came for the sheep, but I was not going to be sheared. Then they came for the cattle, but I had no beef. When they came for the horses, I laughed. Then they came for me, and the barnyard was empty. So picture a smiling dog wearing a hoodie musing: “If I had a dog, it would look like the dog Obama ate.”