[roving]

As a teenager, I worked at a meat processing plant. My job was to clean a place. I happened to come in when they were killing pigs. That wasn’t a pleasant sight.

[21twelve]

We just moved to an area near a Civil War battlefield. Went on a tour of it. There was one area with a lot of rectangular limestone blocky outcrops with the fractures creating narrow trenches about 2 feet deep. Good cover, but later made it difficult to retreat (it was also wooded with deadfall, etc.).

The crews that went in to recover the dead called it the “Slaughter Pen”; the blood pooling in the crevasses reminded them of the drains at the slaughter houses in Chicago.

[telescope115]

That wasn’t a pleasant sight.

I can’t imagine what it smelled like. I have driven past pig farms- that was bad enough.