It all began with this image, which I intended to post by itself:

Clearly, in days of yore, the streets teemed with giant pig-drawn lard buckets, spreading the joy of saturated fat. Ice cream trucks were a way off yet.
Unnervingly, the pigs mange to display the entire range of class division. The aristocrat on the right, no doubt schooling his piglet on the virtues of capitalism. Move up, and we find the bourgeois passengers, and the working class “drivers.” On the ground, poor laborers, harnessed and whipped into submission. And let’s not forget the ultimate unfortunates: the ones who actually ARE the lard. This is not just an ad…it’s a complete HOG SOCIETY (which I find sad, since one redeeming quality of hogs is their lack of class division).
But I digress. The ad above prompted me to go on a “vintage lard” google image odyssey.
Silver Leaf appealed to refined, distinguished types. But they had some competition from Snowdrift.

Some took a slightly less dainty approach.
And sometimes the need for lard was OLYMPIC!

Here’s a dish that would thrill the modern cardiologist: hot dogs, bacon and processed cheese, lovingly sealed into blocks with…you guessed it…lard.

I’ve saved the best for last. The ultimate irony: man uses a pig to make lard, and subsequently uses lard to make a pig.

I can almost hear the anguished spirit of the pigs cry out “We were already pigs! No rendering and rebuilding necessary! Why on earth did this seem like a good idea to anyone?”
On Wiki, you can find out more about lard than you ever cared to know.
You’re welcome. 🙂