Mad Cow Nightmare (2005)
“He didn’t like what he saw. It was a pair of agents from the Department of Agriculture. What did they want with him? He’d told his story to the local police—the Willmarth woman had argued him into it. Luckily the police were single-minded about the missing woman: they didn’t ask about himself, other than his name and current occupation.
But Christ, his occupation was the problem, he discovered, when he let them inside the kitchen—a man and a woman, like a couple of walking badges, hardly human ...with those painted-on smiles. Could they inspect his sheep? Were the sheep U.S. born—or had he imported any from abroad? Did he know those sheep were suspect, might have ingested contaminated feed? Did he know about the farm in East Warren, the slaughtered sheep, the suspect ewes?
“But my sheep are healthy,” he cried, standing up because they refused to sit down—their badges crying “Power, we have Power over you.” “You can see for yourself. Come on and I’ll show you.”
The Smiles went along, seeming to agree with him, to sympathize—that was what Power was, that aura of benevolence.MoreLess
But Christ, his occupation was the problem, he discovered, when he let them inside the kitchen—a man and a woman, like a couple of walking badges, hardly human ...with those painted-on smiles. Could they inspect his sheep? Were the sheep U.S. born—or had he imported any from abroad? Did he know those sheep were suspect, might have ingested contaminated feed? Did he know about the farm in East Warren, the slaughtered sheep, the suspect ewes?
“But my sheep are healthy,” he cried, standing up because they refused to sit down—their badges crying “Power, we have Power over you.” “You can see for yourself. Come on and I’ll show you.”
The Smiles went along, seeming to agree with him, to sympathize—that was what Power was, that aura of benevolence.MoreLess
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