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Do you stop and grieve for the chicken you just grilled and ate? I did cry the first time I butchered a chicken.

by ip26 8y ago

yeahitslikethat 8y ago
It's sad. But it's real. Its not hidden behind concrete walls. You're doing that. Not paying 18 people away to do it for you. And the chicken probably had a better life.
lugg 8y ago
Yes but did you cry the first time to ate one?
- ip26 8y ago
  I'll admit I did not, because I was probably six months old.
  - birdiesanders 8y ago
    And had you not been in a position to have life explained to you, as your species did not have those kinds of descriptive ability, would you ha e ever felt the shame? The bear does not lament, as he was never told to.
black-tea 8y ago
First time you butchered it or first time you killed it?
- tacotime 8y ago
  I've put a road kill deer in my trunk, brought it home, strung it up under my deck and butchered it by myself in the night. I will tell you that was far more emotional for me than any shot I've ever taken with a rifle or shotgun. The butchering can certainly be more emotional that the killing... it might 10 seconds to grab an axe and swing and then at least 30 minutes to cut the skin and pull it off of the body, to cut the body cavity open and to slice out the internal organs. It feels different than say preforming an autopsy in biology lab... you might have this moment as I have where you realize that the story you tell yourself, that you're a killer with a higher purpose, is just that -- a story. It doesn't make the animal you murdered feel any better about the fate it met at your hand. I would guess it is a significantly different feeling in cultures where a large portion of the population kill what they eat. Even here where I live, in rural Pennsylvania, people will often look at you like you're a sociopath if you tell them you killed and skinned and ate any animal other than a deer, and yet, the first day of hunting season there were often many empty chairs in school because dad wanted to take his kid out to celebrate a time honored tradition. Those kids don't often cry when they kill their deer, they often feel an overwhelming sense of pride. And then they pay a processor $50 so that they don't have to do the hard dirty work themselves.

Do you stop and grieve for the chicken you just grilled and ate? I did cry the first time I butchered a chicken.

by ip26 8y ago

Do you stop and grieve for the chicken you just grilled and ate? I did cry the first time I butchered a chicken.

It's sad. But it's real. Its not hidden behind concrete walls. You're doing that. Not paying 18 people away to do it for you. And the chicken probably had a better life.

lugg 8y ago

Yes but did you cry the first time to ate one?

ip26 8y ago
I'll admit I did not, because I was probably six months old.
- birdiesanders 8y ago
  And had you not been in a position to have life explained to you, as your species did not have those kinds of descriptive ability, would you ha e ever felt the shame? The bear does not lament, as he was never told to.

black-tea 8y ago

First time you butchered it or first time you killed it?

tacotime 8y ago
I've put a road kill deer in my trunk, brought it home, strung it up under my deck and butchered it by myself in the night. I will tell you that was far more emotional for me than any shot I've ever taken with a rifle or shotgun. The butchering can certainly be more emotional that the killing... it might 10 seconds to grab an axe and swing and then at least 30 minutes to cut the skin and pull it off of the body, to cut the body cavity open and to slice out the internal organs. It feels different than say preforming an autopsy in biology lab... you might have this moment as I have where you realize that the story you tell yourself, that you're a killer with a higher purpose, is just that -- a story. It doesn't make the animal you murdered feel any better about the fate it met at your hand. I would guess it is a significantly different feeling in cultures where a large portion of the population kill what they eat. Even here where I live, in rural Pennsylvania, people will often look at you like you're a sociopath if you tell them you killed and skinned and ate any animal other than a deer, and yet, the first day of hunting season there were often many empty chairs in school because dad wanted to take his kid out to celebrate a time honored tradition. Those kids don't often cry when they kill their deer, they often feel an overwhelming sense of pride. And then they pay a processor $50 so that they don't have to do the hard dirty work themselves.