Part I: SlaughterA Chapter by E.V. BlackEach meal is not just a meal but murder.Each bite we thought to be just a bite. Each swallow we thought to be just a swallow. Each meal we thought to be just a meal. Each meal is not just a meal but murder.
They slapped on the packages images of farms and happy cows, the stories of well-treated pigs and chickens. In reality, the chickens can’t walk, the cows can’t move, and the pigs can’t breathe.
The fat on their feathery forms weighs them down. They live in cold darkness, never seeing the light of day until they are lifeless. Our bovine friends stand in overcrowded pens piled with heaps of poop. Their hides are caked with the mephitic crap. There they suffer, with bloated bodies begat by tons of pernicious corn. At their ends, our bovine friends are skinned alive to make your beef. Finally, the pigs. These creatures are stunned before their deaths. Following, a knife slits across their jugular. Hanging upside down, the blood trickles as a heavy rain onto the slaughterhouse floor.
What is the price for this processed food? It is not just a meal. Not just a bite or just a swallow. We eat their suffering. © 2011 E.V. BlackAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 30, 2011 Last Updated on December 11, 2011 Tags: food delicious slaughter murder AuthorE.V. BlackAboutMy name is E.V. Black and I am honored that you have decided to peruse my profile. I started my writing career at a young age and have been writing for a very long time. I write in practically every f.. more..Writing
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