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Posted on 08/18/2026 9:46:45 AM PDT by Red Badger
Britain’s new farming minister fainted at the sight of meat as he toured a food processing plant, a report claims, as the country’s new left-wing Prime Minister tries to win over farmers the previous government relentlessly attacked.
Stephen Morgan, Parliamentary Under-Secretary of State at the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs — otherwise known as the ‘farming minister’ — a junior minister in the new Andy Burnham government is reported to have taken a queer turn when touring agricultural sites to help him familiarise himself with his new job. Britain’s best-selling newspaper The Sun cites a farmer familiar with the incident, and who said Morgan was being shown around a meat processing plant to learn how food is made, and was taken ill when shown a storage room.
The refrigerated room was said to be filled with “shelves of meat from slaughtered cattle” at a food processing plant in the Lake District, a National Park in north-west England’s Cumbria, and he allegedly fainted “at the sight of meat”.
The unnamed farmer told the paper: “He’d been shown large chunks of beef as well as some steaks but then he felt faint. He said something like, ‘I don’t feel too well — I need a moment’… It’s not a great look for the farming minister to faint at the sight of meat.”
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Well, to be fair, meat processing is a bit of a nasty process and the smells aren’t the best either.
Not that it would bother me, but it’s not quite looking at someones steak dinner in a restaurant.
Not his kind of meat maybe?
Omygosh. I’d probably faint, too. All that beautiful meat just sitting there waiting to be grilled or smoked.
I’ve been to a slaughterhouse, as we used to call them, and witnessed the whole process as a child. It didn’t bother me at all. From living cow to side of beef in just a few minutes, and it was a chilly day and the side of beef meat was smoking vapor as it was still jerking on the hook...............
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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.
Fish, I'm okay with. Not that I ever catch any of the damn things. Thats why I always take copious amounts of beer when I go fishing. To help soothe the aggravation.
It’s not a great look for the farming minister to faint at the sight of meat.”
The LGBTQWERTY bestiality jokes write themselves.
I used to buy a quarter of beef from friendly farmers and had it custom cut.
So I visited meat processing plants several times.
Not at all gross. no fainting whatsoever.
In me, it just elicited a salivating reaction.
Once upon a time, people got to be in charge of operations because they had worked in the operation their whole lives.
Airplane mechanic —> pilot —> sales manager — VP for operations —> CEO
Computer operator —. Software engineer —> Test Manager —> Head of Quality Control —> Regional Sales Manager —> CFO
Farm hand —> Farmer —> Agricultural economist —> Undersecretary for animal welfare —> Farming Minister
You got to be in charge of things because you understood your business from the ground up. You knew the ins and outs and you had made some mistakes and learned from those mistakes. You had proven yourself over time, and so you got the run the operation because you were the best man for the job.
Nowadays, you go to university, get an MBA and you get to run a brewery —> then you get to run an airline —> then you get to run a semiconductor plant —> then you get to be Farming Minister. And you probably sucked at each and every one of those jobs because you never really understood what you were doing at any of them.
LOL! I’m not squeamish when it comes to butchering, but I would not want to work in a processing plant.
Still, City Slickers. Yeesh!
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.
Do you need any more evidence of the kind of...... I’ll be kind and call them “soy boys” ..... leading the UK right now?
Its the same all over Western Europe.
I grew up in a farming community, we raised our own beef, pork, and chicken.
When we fattened up a steer, a guy from town would come out, shoot the steer in the head, dig a hole, put up a large tripod with a pulley, winched up the dead animal, skinned it, gutted it into the hole he dug, haul of the carcass, cover up the guts, and was all done in less than hour.
When we slaughtered our own pork, my father was partnering with a neighbor, we would slaughter as many as 12 hogs in a day, we had to shoot each one in the head...nothing went to waste.
Same here.............
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