I was struck by a quote this morning
If slaughterhouses had glass walls the whole world would be vegetarian. – Linda McCartney
and I just had to respond:
Lovely sentiment. But Mrs McCartney didn’t grow up with the butcher’s
boy, who spent every Saturday wandering freely around the packing
house, from meat lockers to cutting room to the killing floor. It was a
place full of strong men and tough dames, and–when you’re 9 years
old–who wouldn’t want to be just like them? Especially when Dad was
handing out jerky or franks, hot from the smoke house!
Cross-posted at think again!
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