I'd probably be thrown in jail for the atrocities I have committed against lobsters. Slicing in half and putting them directly on the grill with claws moving. Allowing my dogs play with them on the kitchen floor. And normal cooking via live steaming, via boiling and covered seaweed beneath a fire pit on the beach. The latter most being a really slow and terribly painful way to go. I know for a fact since I have heard lobsters scream in agony.
That "scream" is the liquid in lobster innards turning to steam and escaping openings, like a teakettle boiling.