aminals!

there’s a bipolar quality to our relationship with animals. both sentiment and brutality exist side by side. half the dogs in north america will receive christmas presents this year, yet no one gives a shit about the miserable life of a pig. an animal that is surely delicious, but no doubt as smart as a dog or smarter, but will end up being EATEN for christmas. and who the hell knows what that pig had to eat and how it died and everything else that pig had to put up with.

weird?

my problems lay mostly in the respect issues. needless killing of animals and in shitty, disrespectful ways. we don't need to kill the animals and if we ever do, it should be clean and quick and with great thanks if not at least purpose.

if i were King:

hang out with the pig, watch her grow up and have piglets. go see a live, squawking chicken and tell someone i want that chicken there to eat. be aware of what the fuck you put in your mouth. i can't fault (nearly as much) the farmers or chefs i've seen with a deep respect for their food. i saw chef ramsey almost cry when he took his chickens to be slaughtered for eating. he put effort into making sure those chickens were healthy for his own, quality control reasons. but he had to turn away when they were electrocuted. he named each one. he knew it was Furdy that he was cooking and eating. he had a different view on the animal. the animal had value at least.

what gives an animal value these days? how purely interbred it is?