eating aminals

Frank Reese, the last poultry farmer, was probably my favorite little excerpt. I find him to be quite charming and appreciated how poignantly he made his argument; if you aren’t going to do it right, then don’t do it at all. Moreover, he calls attention to the responsibility of the consumer — it is easy to fall into the trap of only blaming big corporations, i.e. “the system”, but we often forget to question ourselves as cogs in the machine. Sure, we want cheap food — we are culturally designed to desire the greatest outcome for the least input (hence Walmart shoppers). There are also mass populations of Americans who are impoverished and cannot afford good quality food. There are so many complicated lines to be drawn that it is unclear where to stand.

Obviously, the book is good. He’s a great writer and he is very tactful. It was nice to be reminded of these kinds of issues, this kind of dialogue. Privileged as it may be (but is it really?), I cannot wait to escape the greasy, oily buffets on campus — big pans of who-knows-what from who-knows-where. While reading this book, I found myself craving raw snap-peas. Raw things. Green things. I don’t even like cucumbers but I would eat the hell out of a cucumber right now, fresh from the garden, sliced in a clean kitchen with a nice window…a happy plant on the sill….a Bill Evans record plays from somewhere else in the house…

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