These little piggies went to market:

For the purposes of insurance against loss or theft, slaves are quite rightly classified as livestock and the farmer makes no distinction between a slave or any other of his domestic farm animals. Slaves exist solely as beasts-of-burden to supply the muscle power to enrich their owners

The city-dweller is familiar with the glitzy slave-emporiums that deal exclusively with the buying and selling of slaves. However, in small, rural communities such places don't exist and the farmer must make do with the periodic market-days where farm produce and animals - including slaves - are sold at the municipal sale-yards.

 There, all livestock, cattle, horses, sheep, hogs, poultry and slaves are displayed and sold separately in adjacent pens. Usually, the animals are penned early in the morning where they are available for the farmers' inspections for several hours before being sold at auction.

These sale-yards are situated just out of town so that the dust raised as the animals move restlessly around their pens under the buyers' scrutiny, together with the unavoidable smell of their close confinement doesn't assail the town residents' nostrils. After all, the penning of so many animals over a number of hours can become  quite nauseous.

Unlike city dwellers, farmers are, of necessity, very thrifty and over the years they have learnt to minimise their costs and here we see a local carrier transporting a local farmer's consignment of surplus livestock to today's sale. Rather than use two trucks - one for the hogs and a second for the slaves - the wily farmer has opted to hire just one truck and to carry the slaves and hogs to market as one consignment thus halving his transportation costs.

The farmer is to be commended for his thriftiness in keeping his costs to a minimum which benefits all of us in lower prices at the supermarket.

You really need to look closely at the truck to distinguish the slaves from the hogs - surely a sign of a slave's true animal status.

Both slaves and hogs are heading to the same destination - the municipal sale-yards - but their fates couldn't be more different. No doubt, the final destination for the hogs is a bacon factory while for the slaves it will be unrelenting labour under the whip of a new master.

Picture found on the internet and source unknown. The text is mime.