Day at the farm
I spent the morning with my friend who keeps a range of animals, and some had to slaughtered today. So I witnessed the clubbing of 5 rabbits, a blow to the back of their heads kills them, just like it does humans I think. Then a goat was shot through the head with a pistol. The animals were skinned and the meat will be enjoyed, while the organs were eaten by the pigs nearby. That is the circle of life I guess. Killing animals happens on a mass scale all over the world, I just have not witnessed it too much. It won’t turn me into a vegetarian, but it does make me realize that war is just like a day at the farm. A soldier probably kills with similar emotion as a farmer kills his animals.
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I always remember eating dinner in a farm house with my college roommate and his father asked me, “What do you think of Henry?” Henry was the source of the steak I was enjoying.
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“War is just like a day at the farm”, I like that phrase.
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Probably true.
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