Troll: My grandpa used the same kind of weapon to kill pigs in the hills of Kentucky, but grandma was left to do the butchering. The rule was to "use everything but the oink."
Slaughtering reached a crueller level in the Azores, a friend tells me. A pig would be made to run through a corral filled with burning hay to singe his bristles off before the butchering.
No BLTs today.