Bread Oriented Stuff (but not entirely)
Dick Thompson stands on the edge of the concrete manure pit he built in his field, a high point here in the middle of Iowa, and gestures toward the piles. Against the far wall is a contribution from the nearby town of Boone — human bio solids that Thompson uses as fertilizer along with the manure he collects from his own hogs and cattle, some still steaming in the cold November air. “What comes from the land,” he says with a glint in his eye, “should be returned to the land.
Squatting at the heart of last week’s summit, poisoning all negotiations, is a vast, wobbling lump of pork fat called the common agricultural policy.