I grew up on a farm. You treat animals well, but still butcher them. It’s reality.
Absolutely. I am not one of those idiots that thinks a steak is birthed in a styrofoam tray and covered with cellophane.
One of my favorite movies is “Temple Grandin”, a remarkable story about an autistic woman back in the Seventies and Eighties who revolutionized the slaughter industry because she had the gift of being able to discern what disturbed them, and developed a theory for a slaughterhouse that was as humane as possible for them (by keeping them calm as they were being processed for slaughter)
It was a remarkable story, and I think the quote from that movie that just stuck out at me was, when she was asked why her design should be used because it cost more to build, she said “Nature is cruel. We don’t have to be.”
(They found out later that even though it cost more up front, in the end, they saved money because they didn’t need as many people to force the steers through the baths, ramps, and into the kill room, and also, fewer animals died leading up to the kill (apparently they could drown in the dip) and the meat was better quality when the animal was slaughtered.)
I really liked that quote. We can butcher them and eat them, but we can minimize their suffering when we can. You know that...you grew up on a farm.