No Matter How ‘Humane’, Eating Animals Means Treating Them Like Trash
Source Free From Harm
By Ashley Capps
When we who have access to plant-based foods and the lands to grow them persist in farming living beings and consuming their corpses and reproductive secretions; when we forcibly breed billions of sentient individuals into existence for the sole purpose of sending them, in their infancy or youth, to a slaughterhouse, a.k.a abattoir, from the french abattre, to put an end to, to beat down—
When there exists such a thing as a house for putting an end to, a house for beating down; and when we have erected sufficient of these to effect the extinguishment of tens of billions of vulnerable beings annually, so to squeeze their innards and dismembered parts into shining packets of cellophane where the very blood of the beaten animals still pools in the plastic—
And all this carnage, not because we must, but simply because we can—
when a slaughterhouse exists not because it must, but simply because it can—
then we are literally saying that the lives of these animals are as garbage to us.
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meant to be lived
but uttered in hope,
the challenges we face
are made all the more arduous
by the complexities inherent in
the human landscapes.
or do we rise.
and not let complacency dictate our
as the moments we are present
melt into the larder
of a lifetime given to us.
the morrow a twinkle in the
eye of a grander presence.
Karen Lyons Kalmenson
From My Heart