The turkey was ethically raised and harvested by a local farmer. I know that’s not as ethical as raw veganism obviously, but in fairness there is no ethical consumption under capitalism so I strive to exploit shit “less”. I will not, for instance, support the commercial fishing industry and I won’t eat factory farmed meat. That turkey had a pretty good life for a turkey, it was safe from non-human predators, it always had enough to eat, and the farm is huge with plenty of space to range. Even in death it’s sacrifice fed an entire family and nothing got wasted, which is more than most human beings do.
As for pedantry… it was already processed and lacked the awareness to be fond or not fond of anything 😉
The turkey was ethically raised and harvested by a local farmer. I know that’s not as ethical as raw veganism obviously, but in fairness there is no ethical consumption under capitalism so I strive to exploit shit “less”. I will not, for instance, support the commercial fishing industry and I won’t eat factory farmed meat. That turkey had a pretty good life for a turkey, it was safe from non-human predators, it always had enough to eat, and the farm is huge with plenty of space to range. Even in death it’s sacrifice fed an entire family and nothing got wasted, which is more than most human beings do.
Not to be pedantic, but I’m pretty sure the turkey wasn’t too fond of it.
The turkey was ethically raised and harvested by a local farmer. I know that’s not as ethical as raw veganism obviously, but in fairness there is no ethical consumption under capitalism so I strive to exploit shit “less”. I will not, for instance, support the commercial fishing industry and I won’t eat factory farmed meat. That turkey had a pretty good life for a turkey, it was safe from non-human predators, it always had enough to eat, and the farm is huge with plenty of space to range. Even in death it’s sacrifice fed an entire family and nothing got wasted, which is more than most human beings do.
As for pedantry… it was already processed and lacked the awareness to be fond or not fond of anything 😉
and his name was Gregory.
He preferred “Greg”. Only his wife (now his widow) called him Gregory.