This story really goes back to my previous post, about the man who was arrested for having a porcelain pig in his back garden. This story is not set in England, but in New Zealand. It was sent to me by a good friend of mine, who thought the previous story was funny and this might be the ideal follow-up.
The story is about a 22-year old man, who was arrested by police because he appeared to be under the influence of alcohol. He started hurling abuse at the police during the course of the arrest and amongst other things he called them 'pigs'
He appeared in court and the Community Magistrate ordered that the man should be sentenced to spend a day working at a pig farm and furthermore that he had to write an essay on his experience whilst working at the pig farm.
So the man did his day at the pig farm and wrote an essay about it.
According to the newspaper, he wrote: "I was very, very drunk. I have stopped drinking because of what happened. I have wasted the police's time and my time."
He maintained the word pig could be found in the Oxford dictionary and was often used to describe police.
But added he had learned 'that there is nothing at all in common with a pig and an officer'
My question is really simple, how does he know that unless he also works a day at the Police Station?
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