Oh, for chrissakes. So Chef Gordon Ramsay slaughtered a couple of turkeys, and now people are scared and outraged to be reminded that the lovely turkey meat they so enjoy comes from animals that have to die to give it up so that others can enjoy it.
In my perfect world, if you’re not willing to accept that fact, and, in fact, aren’t willing to participate in the process of slaughtering the animal — if only as an observer — you are not allowed to eat meat. Okay? You don’t get to eat it, and you get slapped if you try. You’re a limp-wristed cowardly little shit who wants to eat what comes from an animal and yet fervently pretend that meat is an abstract product that tastes good and magically appears in stores and restaurants for you to buy. It doesn’t. Someone needs to kill that animal in order to eat it. If you can’t deal with that, if you can’t stomach that, you can stick to vegetables (which, it should be pointed out, leads to bad eatin’ only in the world of prejudiced idiots who can’t cook to save their lives, but never mind that) and be secure in the fact that they don’t bleed and twitch when you cut them down.
Yes, Virginia, we kill animals and then we eat them. The sooner we all stop ignoring that fact, the better off we’re going to be regardless of whether we eat meat or stick to plantlife.
As for me, I had a steak last night.
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