If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian.
Bet You Didn't Know He Wrote This One...Its Been All Over History..Paul McCartney ring a bell????
People are more violently opposed to fur than to leather because it's safer to harass rich women than motorcycle gangs.
unknown or a chicken shit...be proud to love life, Words of Tzaddi
I do not like eating meat because I have seen lambs and pigs killed. I saw and felt their pain. They felt the approaching death. I could not bear it. I cried like a child. I ran up a hill and could not breathe. I felt that I was choking. I felt the death of the lamb.
Would you kill your pet dog or cat to eat it? How about an animal you're not emotionally attached to? Is the thought of slaughtering a cow or chicken or pig with your own hands too much to handle? Instead, would hiring a hit-man to do the job give you enough distance from the emotional discomfort? What animal did you put a contract out on for your supper last night? Did you at least make sure that none went to waste and to take a moment to be grateful for its sacrifice?
If you love animals called pets, why do you eat animals called dinner?
As a new day dawns, I can reflect upon my past. I was not an angel, but I do not regret a single thing. I always went out as a loner, and came home with a 'friend" to keep me company. Now, as I am older. I do not go out any more. I can look back at my past and say I had a great life. The issue at hand is that I don't want it to end now. I am not dead yet, dammit.
I am seriously feeling sorry for some of the women on this site. I keep reading how her "man" completes her, and how she couldn't live without him....Youth has its perks, but wait and see what happens once the shit head gets comfortable....he ignores you, fills his face with hoho's and ding dongs or ring dings, or what ever. You never have sex because he doesn't shower for 4 days...his feet look like the Hobbit because he is so fat. The penis he had has shrunk into a shrinkie dink, and appears to be an inch long. He smokes constantly, refuses to work, watches Sponge Bob...and wait, it gets better. Mark my WORDS. No matter how 'sweet' he is, he will turn into a fucking turnip, and be as useful as dried snot. Just a heads up.
No offence to my friends,just a reflection of my life. I couldn't just leave it for deadly's journal.
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Thankies, I thought I covered the subject completely!!
No names are mentioned here, but when someone looses someone close to them, friends share their grief. One of my friends lost a dear one and I feel so bad. Grief is a lonely thing, and eventually we all suffer it. But there is never anything that can take away the pain, or words to soothe. Reminds me of the song "One Is The Loneliest Number" by Three Dog Night. All I can say is that I am so sorry. I know that within the next year or so I will be joining you on this sad quest. I know its coming but I can't wrap my head around it. I'm doing everything I can, as I am SURE you did also. I'm hoping all my other dearly departed ones will be there for yours. I'm truly hoping that we will all meet again....
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Lullaby
08:47 May 29 2013
I watched a programme about slaughterhouses last year.
It as horrible. I mean.... horrible.
Gut-wrenching, so-horrible-you-can't-even-vomit.
Australia stopped live stock imports to Asian countries last year because even the slaughterhouses here were disgusted at what they were seeing happen to their animals.