And then a great disturbance was felt in the Force, as if from Occitania to Normandy it had suddenly ceased to pour from the sky innumerable pounds of cured cuts of porcine flesh, and so the people who had lived under this Biblical plague for no fewer than 65 years at last could sweep away the crispy brown meat sent to them from the Firmament above, and dump it all into the waters of the Mediterranean, the English Channel, and the Bay of Biscay, wherein it was promptly eaten by the fishes; and the people then rejoiced that lo, France is no longer bacon.