It seems there’s a bit of a rebellion over at the porch, where the iconic Wendell Berry, the Kentucky sage, is brought down a peg or two by FPR contributing editor and founder of the late, and beloved, The New Pantagruel: Hymns in a Whorehouse, Caleb Stegall. Is this what localism has become?
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