If it was your child, do you want your child to suffer three years, three months, three weeks, three hours, three minutes? A turkey chick isn’t a human baby, but it suffers. I’ve never met anyone in the industry – manager, vet, worker, anyone – who doubts that they feel pain. So how much suffering is acceptable? That’s what’s at the bottom of all of this, and what each person has to ask himself. How much suffering will you tolerate for your food? My.
I would give everything never to think about her again, I can only hold on to the things I want to lose.
Het eten van dieren raakt ons in het diepste van ons wezen, in onze herinneringen, onze verlangens en onze waarden. Wat het bij ons losmaakt is potentieel controversieel, potentieel bedreigend, potentieel inspirerend, maar altijd betekenisvol.
Brod’s life was a slow realisation that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time.
Embarrassment is the Parmalat of emotions.
Everyone could know what everyone else felt, and we could be more careful with each other, because you’d never want to tell a person whose skin was purple that you’re angry at her for being late, just like you would want to pat a pink person on the back and tell him, “Congratulations!
Feeling pain is still better than not feeling, isn’t it?
Give it a try. Bellybutton.” “Bellybutton doesn’t make me think of anything.” “Dig deep.” “In my bellybutton?” “In your brain, Oskar.” “Uh.” “Bellybutton. Bellybutton.” “Stomach anus?
Brod was afraid any tears of her own would cause the walls of the old house to give way, so she sandbagged them behind her eyes, exiled them to someplace deeper, safer.
The end of the world has come often, and continues to often come. Unforgiving, unrelenting, bringing darkness upon darkness, the end of the world is something we have become well acquainted with, habitualized, made into a ritual. It is our religion to try to forget it in its absence, make peace with it when it is undeniable, and return its embrace when it finally comes for us, as it always does.
And she was in love.
How, after all, can one miss something one has never known?
All told, farmed animals in the United States produce 130 times as much waste as the human population –.
This is what my grandmother meant when she said, “If nothing matters, there’s nothing to save.
Aloneness isn’t loneliness.
For every ten tuna, sharks, and other large predatory fish that were in our oceans fifty to a hundred years ago, only one is left.
I do not love famous nightclubs. They make me feel very cheerless and abandoned. Am I applying that word correctly? Abandoned?
My family cares very much about caring for him, but not enough to actually care.
Every turkey sold in every store and served in every restaurant was the product of artificial insemination. If it were only for efficiency, that would be one thing, but these animals literally can’t reproduce naturally. Tell me what could be sustainable about that?
None of my pets know their own names, what kind of person am I?