I kill and butcher animals for myself and sometimes friends together with my boyfriend. Mostly pigs, some sheep and goats, poultry. Sometimes injured animals who are too injured or in too much pain.
The idea is to save the stress of transport to animals who are raised in good conditions as part of diversified restorative small-scale agriculture.
The killing and butchering is just one part of a circle of activities around the farm throughout the year, but probably the most unmentionable in any social setting other than among meat fanatics.
You do realize this reads like the prolog for a serial killer novel. Innocent couple with a slightly odd hobby attracts the attention of a league of serial killers?
Spoken like someone who would rather their meat come plastic wrapped on a foam tray, where they can pretend that these exact things didn’t happen in a much less humane way for their convenience.
I know you’re just trying to be funny, but it’s like drawing an equivalence between grilling meat and torture.
Almost all meat is factory farmed. Almost all meat animals are killed at a fraction of their natural lifespan. Almost all meat is procured unsustainably, at the cost of the destruction of the biosphere.
Sure, grilling meat is not equivalent to torture, but in >99% of cases it absolutely is.
If I had a nickel for every time someone has been disgusted by the idea of me killing and processing animals, while they were eating meat, I’d have like 3 nickels. Which is way too many nickels.
I kill and butcher animals for myself and sometimes friends together with my boyfriend. Mostly pigs, some sheep and goats, poultry. Sometimes injured animals who are too injured or in too much pain.
The idea is to save the stress of transport to animals who are raised in good conditions as part of diversified restorative small-scale agriculture.
The killing and butchering is just one part of a circle of activities around the farm throughout the year, but probably the most unmentionable in any social setting other than among meat fanatics.
You do realize this reads like the prolog for a serial killer novel. Innocent couple with a slightly odd hobby attracts the attention of a league of serial killers?
It’s probably why they can’t mention it typically.
Spoken like someone who would rather their meat come plastic wrapped on a foam tray, where they can pretend that these exact things didn’t happen in a much less humane way for their convenience.
I know you’re just trying to be funny, but it’s like drawing an equivalence between grilling meat and torture.
What part of ‘prolog for a serial killer novel…’ makes you think there’s anything serious about my comment?
Almost all meat is factory farmed. Almost all meat animals are killed at a fraction of their natural lifespan. Almost all meat is procured unsustainably, at the cost of the destruction of the biosphere.
Sure, grilling meat is not equivalent to torture, but in >99% of cases it absolutely is.
If I had a nickel for every time someone has been disgusted by the idea of me killing and processing animals, while they were eating meat, I’d have like 3 nickels. Which is way too many nickels.