There probably is a pig farm somewhere, but then those pigs also would have to be a write-off-—no one would knowingly buy them and eat their products.
Well, then someone could blow the piggies up! And the piggies could be immortalized at having done something wonderful!
I really wish a mortician somewhere would agree to take the body and then, without telling anybody, bury the corpse and cover it in pig parts. Needn't tell anyone . . . God would know.