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Farm beside me when I was growing up would kill them with a sledgehammer. So, err, yeah. I'm less concerned about the death (as long as it's over as quickly as
by cyberpunk 5y ago
Farm beside me when I was growing up would kill them with a sledgehammer. So, err, yeah. I'm less concerned about the death (as long as it's over as quickly as possible) than the living conditions.
Either way, I'm basically vegetarian these days. I'll pay for something someone promises me is really organic acorn fed pork or some kind of super happy cow, but I'm not even really sure how much I believe that anymore.
Venison, however, I think is basically guilt free. It's never farmed (at least, where I am from) and it tastes better than beef..
- anjel 5y agoGuilt free, but getting risky, if your venison happens to be American.[1] [1] https://www.organicconsumers.org/news/bad-news-venison-eaters-mad-cow-disease-among-deer-highly-infectious https://www.organicconsumers.org/news/bad-news-venison-eater...
- Maursault 5y ago> Venison, however, I think is basically guilt free. Yes, but only for sociopaths who can not feel guilt. I live in a rural area, farmland and timber. Hunters come for deer in season, whenever that was. Coming home at a certain time in the evening, I always seemed to interrupt some does and fawns crossing the road in the same place, so I know to be cautious and drive slow. But lately it had seemed to me that I never see any deer, which is unusual. Two weeks ago, I'm out early at sunup, I turn a corner, and I see about 40 fawns in a field, they all look up at me at the same time, then dart across the field. There isn't one there that's more than a year old. No deer, just a large amount of fawns. So this last season the hunters apparently killed every deer in the area. All that are left are the fawns, dozens and dozens of them, motherless. Seeing all those fawns was the saddest thing I have witnessed in recent memory. Hunting is not good, and those that hunt, suck, for the needless killing for sport, but also for their extreme, unbounded entitlement. If someone can't enjoy themselves without killing something, there is something terribly wrong with them. But with any luck, they'll all die of rectal cancer.
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