A young man was helping the judges load the animals onto the scales.
The pig they were weighing belonged to his buddy, and everyone was pretty sure this one was not going to make the weight.
If the animal didn’t weigh enough, it would not be allowed to show.
The judges couldn’t really see this kid.
He was on the opposite side of the scales.
All he had to do was put a toe of his boot on the edge of the scale, and the pig would show.
As the judges were busy moving the weights along the balance bar, I saw him surreptitiously lift his left foot. He held it suspended there for half a second, then put it back on the ground.
The pig didn’t pass.
But that kid did.
The Bush gang wouldn't pass. They'd put a foot on the scales, alright—right out in the open and dare you to call them on it.