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Saturday, April 16, 2005
Eat Our Meat! :D
Since I was little I suppose I liked meat… but now… now.
A few days ago, we saw this video prepping us for business, so it was sort of explaining possible jobs and stuff, and some of them were pretty cool, and if I didn’t mind blood, I’d totally be a doctor or a plastic surgeon like my mommy, but then we got to the farmer-like industry.
They kept stressing that it was so hard, and involved a lot of labor… way to sell a future career, movie-maker guys! *Sarcastic Thumbs Up* and then they explained about ranches, like the ones out in the country with sheep and cattle, sheep dogs, horses, nice, friendly people blah, blah, blah… and then they became vulgar.
“MEAT! MEAT! MEAT!” Like they were shoving our noses in raw, freshly carved beef.
“EAT OUR MEAT! EAT OUR MEAT!” They kept showing images of steaks and chicken breasts, almost yelling at us. They were like the prisons that torture you with meat, until you die!
“OUR MEAT IS GOOD! EAT IT! YOU’LL LIKE IT!” They said… not exactly yelling… it was subliminal! And we all could see and hear it. The other girls and I cringed in horror, as they showed how to properly pluck feathers, and kill a chicken by twisting it’s neck or chopping its head off, or something like that. It was horrible!
Three girls actually threw up. Surprisingly, though I didn’t. The boys were laughing because they seemed to be able to handle it, and manage better than us girls, who were being haunted by the farmers and their meats, and subliminal “Eat Me! I’m Meaty!!!” Subliminal messages. And it wasn’t so bad I guess.
… Until they magically appeared out on the streets, a truck filled with adult cattle huddled together. They opened the doors, and herded them into a large building. And inside the building, as our thoughtful “Eat Our Meat” movie-makers revealed, was the massacre of unsuspecting cows, some walking, some on conveyer belts I think… I ran out of the room, cause I had to throw up. Who wouldn’t? After seeing such a vulgar display after only had digested whatever it was you ate an hour ago or so. It was horrible, and through that experience I suppose that’s what’s cause me to go vegetarian suddenly… I don’t think I’ll be coming back to meat anytime soon. O_o;
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