If commercially available food and food in the grocery store ends up coming from The Island Of Dr. Moreau, I won’t be buying it, I’ll patonize local farmers or grow it myself. This is just as repulsive as those so-called “hamburgers” made from human waste by Japanese scientists.
I’ll patonize local farmers or grow it myself.
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Dittos! Actually the mister and I have been kicking around the idea of raising some chickens with ups and downs to the idea.
The bad side, I worry if my crazy, hyper, mutts would cause a problem and the mister swears up and down I would get attached. Nope, nope—my family raised and butchered calves when I was a kid.
Having four dogs— sadly, two probably won’t live that much longer (they are pretty old for big pups). I think chickens at this point may be more than I want to take on.
But, the more I read about all this crazy petri-dish hamburger, people eating insects, brain-dead chickens...the more I think raising your own or finding a local small farmer is the ONLY answer.
God help us all.