[Uncle Miltie]

Pshaw. I've been at the festival in Kathmandu, Nepal where the animals are slaughtered to the various deities.

I have the kukri knife I bought and my family used to chop the head off a goat.

I assure you, it's one swift slice, and the head is off.

My Nepali father was a policeman. They slaughtered dozens of goats and water buffalo to their police vehicles. Every single head came off in one chop. The animal never experience a thing for more than the slightest fraction of a second.

Here's the head of the goat we ate:

[Buckeye McFrog]

They eat a lot of goat in that part of the world.
Odds are they were going to be killed anyway.

Seems to me we need to take a gander at Tyson Farms or the Chicago Stock Yards before we judge.

[spokeshave]

I have the kukri knife I bought and my family used to chop the head off a goat.

I learned about that in a kukri book.