I don't eat anything that had a name
I don't eat anything that didn't have a name.
I don't eat anything that didn't have a name.
QUOTE said:A group of schoolchildren who reared a lamb from birth and named it Marcus has overridden objections by parents and rights activists and voted to send the animal to slaughter.
The decision has provoked fury among animal-loving celebrities, animal and human rights campaigners and the parents of some of the children, and led to threats against Lydd primary school and its teachers, according to a member of staff.
The educational farm was started this year, with Marcus being hand-fed by the children. The children also look after ducks, chickens, rabbits and guinea pigs.
The intention had been to buy pigs with the money raised from slaughtering Marcus, but those plans have been put on hold following the furor created by the lamb's culling. The school said the program may now have to be stopped.
To once again prove that while a million deaths is just a statistic, one death is a tragedy, the general public stood against what is generally accepted farming practice, voicing their righteous opinions in between bites of Kebab. The kids turned out to be way more mature than the adults in this case. I mean, what are the protesters objecting? Millions of lambs are raised, slaughtered and eaten each year, in a process much the same as this, but give the lamb a name, look into its wide puppy eyes, and everyone is falling over themselves to "protect" it and condemn the cruelty of those vicious little monsters and their brainwashing school overlords. In protest, let's all boycott meat forever. Um, maybe not forever, maybe for a month. A week. Okay, maybe not a week, but the next meal will definitely contain no meat whatsoever. Wait, you're saying my hot dog had a face too? What's the difference, you ask? The difference is that this is just wrong, that's why! Besides, the children will be permanently scarred to find out where meat actually comes from. [/sarcasm]
I'm all in favour of reminding people where meat really comes from. If the knowledge of how the meat got to your plate disturbs you too much, you shouldn't eat it. And this program is simply amazing in that regard. Kids voted to kill the lamb, sell the meat, and buy pigs from the proceedings, no doubt to be reared and slaughtered as well. And probably eaten. Economy, biology, and facts of life, all in one neat bleating package. And now the kids have learned one other important lesson: ignorance is bliss, and people will fight like tigers to preserve it. Along with the constant rabid denial of things they already know that are too inconvenient to be aware of.
In conclusion:
Bite me.