Bo Pilgrim has long been the company’s public face, appearing on TV commercials in a black pilgrim-style hat and holding a hen while promising never to sell you a yellow chicken. A giant fiberglass bust of the poultry mogul in his trademark 17th-century headgear crowns a pavilion outside a sprawling chicken distribution center here.

The public face was sometimes an open embarrassment. When he wanted state senators to vote a certain way on a workers’ compensation bill, Pilgrim didn’t outsource to an Austin lobbyist.

Just off the floor of the state Senate, he personally handed out envelopes stuffed with $10,000 checks in 1989, when it was still a legal practice to make such brazen overtures. In a 1993 interview with Texas Monthly, Bo denied he was bribing lawmakers, insisting the checks were just so many “campaign contributions.”

The certain way he wanted senators to vote was, of course, to constrict workers compensation provisions.

She’s the new auto-weathervane, replacing George W Bush. There’s nothing she favors that I don’t oppose.

Oh, wait — she’s cosponsoring Grayson’s Fed audit bill, right? Oh well, stopped clocks and all that….