Okay. Can I have your share of the chicken?
this has to be a parody right???
I had a couple of White Corn Chicken Tamales yesterday at lunch. Yummy...
Only a complete moron would have no idea of where meat comes from and we pay others to prepare it so we can just enjoy it. I wonder how they feel about fish? people are squeamish nowadays, but in the past no one would think twice about killing animals they raised themselves for food.
I love chickens............ especially battered and fried.
Oh for heaven’s sake. I was scraping dead hogs in 1951, and by 1957 was killing chickens to put in the freezer, I’ve since then killed hundreds of chickens, geese and butchered cattle.
I have noticed as as people get older they get more squeamish about killing animals.
A few years ago my mom and aunt went back to some kin way back in the hills, and they just happened to be killing hogs that day. Now my aunt and mom had killed hogs and chickens back in the depression so were not averse to it back then, but this day they decided to leave early when they heard the “pop” of a .22 taking down a hog.
If everyone quit eating chickens, cows and pigs, no chickens, cows or pigs would get any life at all.
Extinction is a much worse fate than living for a while and being slaughtered, which is what happens to almost all creatures in the natural world. And their deaths involve more suffering than slaughter by humans.
You will never progress by denying the workings of the natural world. Live in harmony with nature and follow its rules.
My old hippie friend, who was a vegetarian for a long time, ended up raising her own chickens and obviously killing them.
She was a great animal lover, but she was matter-of-fact about it. In other words, she might have been left of center, but she was not an idiot. Maybe this was because her father was truly a gourmet chef. Basically their family was “foodies” before that term even got coined. (And her dad WAS a great cook, he cooked for us kids a lot, and he always made a vegetarian dish for my friend, also with no moaning and groaning, I’m sure he considered it a worthy challenge.)
She’s basically a prepper now, and as she told me: I know most of the preppers are righties, but so be it, I want to be self-sufficient.
I have a couple pet chickens and they’re permanently excused from the dinner table. The rest of them end their final week getting a special diet of bison fat and corn that makes them fatten up and get tastier.
Yum!
I found out where food came from at age 6 when my dad grabbed one of our extra roosters, chopped its head off with a hatchet and hung it up on the clothesline to bleed out. Once I got over crying it tasted pretty good later that day with mashed taters and gravy. :-)