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It doesn't disgust me to see animals being processed. I've done those jobs many times. Part of biology is learning how calories and proteins and information travel across these connected chains. For example, one profound incite I gained was when I noticed that the type of people who are cruel to animals under their control, treat the people under their thumb the same way. You can respect the an animal even as you take their life as part of feeding your beloved family, but another person might experience less cognitive dissonance by dividing themselves from the animal. Considering the animal less than. Thinking it doesn't matter when they die. Laughing at their death thros. Both people get the same paycheck on friday. Both think the other is wrong to think how he does about chicken lives. The similarities between slaughter house employees and prison employees used to make me think about how it feels to be processed in one of these facilities. Some of us think about how it feels to be dominated and controled, others don't bother thinking about that because they assume they will always be the dominant, never dominated. I'm a vegitarian for the most part, but I eat the animals around here. I eat eggs from the chickens who scratch in my yard. Sometimes, but not often. Like maybe making a cake. My freezer is half full of shared pork chops, sausages, beef steaks and all kinds of meat neighbors have shared. I only thaw it out when friends come over or take it to visit friends. I can picture the face of every meat item in my freezer. I eat a lot of yogurt too. Those little life forms growing in their little colonies are like my pets. I'm under no illusions what happens to the dairy cattle. What the fuck is wrong with an industry that sells milk that comes from a cow's udders, with all the expense of having a dairy farm, milk processing plants, shipping and handling ends up the milk sells at Wal-Mart for 83 cents a gallon, whereas the spring water sells for $1 a gallon. That's not valuing life properly, but what are you going to do, give up thick creamy delicious yogurt? |