Vixen Strangely knocks it out of the park with her post on the Hostess bakery situation. This article gives a good breakdown of the Hostess situation, but I'd quibble with the characterization of the mergers-and-acquisition people as "vulture" capitalists. They're not vultures, they're parasites- they infest a seemingly healthy corporation and suck out all of the creamy goodness, leaving a drained husk. In this case, the parasites have finally killed off the host, or Hostess, if you will.
This post was adapted from a comment I posted on Vixen Strangely's "Rumproast" post. For the record, the last Twinkie I had was consumed about four or five years ago- it was deep-fried by the guy who invented the fried Twinkie, but what really stood out on the plate was the amazing berry sauce that was drizzled over the thing. Hold the Twinkie, give me a pint of that sauce! I've been to the Chip Shop numerous times since trying the fried Twinkie, but my preferred dessert is another Old Speckled Hen (better a speckled hen than a spotted dick).