Rambly
Oh no...I think the exams do drive one a little crazy.
Am studying Mutualisms now, for the Ecology module, and when I read this I giggled:
"The nature of animal interaction changes with age. Young trout and stoneflies have a harmonious relationship because the stoneflies disturb mutual prey from under stones that young trout end up eating. But this changes with time because the trout grow old enough to eat stoneflies." <- funny bit.
In a way it's sad as well because you start thinking how you look at a little chick and say, "This chick is so furry bald and cute!" but when it grows up, "It's a chicken. Kill it!"
I guess sometimes if you knew what you were really eating you'd be quite appalled. In Egypt, just for the fun of it, we ordered a pigeon for dinner. Eeee... when it came out we were staring at it in horror. It had been neatly roasted but we could still see the fatty curve of the neck so typical of the pigeons you see around any open square in England. And the little feet had been cut off but the fatty parts above the feet, the kind of ambiguous thigh/calf area of the pigeon, looked just like they were still alive and glaring up at us in reproach. And it was stuffed in rice and every mouthful I took choked me because I could still see the fatty neck and ambiguous thigh/calf area.
Of course, the chicken is no different from the pigeon, it's just that we've become so used to eating chicken (and because the finished product looks nothing like the starting ingredient) that we just take it for granted as food. I don't know whether it's really true, as all my fisherman friends tell me, that fish have no nerves - but if it's really true I wouldn't mind having mainly fish and vegetables for the rest of my life : ) (still have to put the word "mainly" there, am not that sacrificial yet).
One day I will see a lion lying next to a lamb on green pastures, and I will finally understand what everything was meant to be. There's so much beauty that was intended to be, but never came to pass. But he has made everything beautiful in his time, and one day we will see and understand.
Am studying Mutualisms now, for the Ecology module, and when I read this I giggled:
"The nature of animal interaction changes with age. Young trout and stoneflies have a harmonious relationship because the stoneflies disturb mutual prey from under stones that young trout end up eating. But this changes with time because the trout grow old enough to eat stoneflies." <- funny bit.
In a way it's sad as well because you start thinking how you look at a little chick and say, "This chick is so furry bald and cute!" but when it grows up, "It's a chicken. Kill it!"
I guess sometimes if you knew what you were really eating you'd be quite appalled. In Egypt, just for the fun of it, we ordered a pigeon for dinner. Eeee... when it came out we were staring at it in horror. It had been neatly roasted but we could still see the fatty curve of the neck so typical of the pigeons you see around any open square in England. And the little feet had been cut off but the fatty parts above the feet, the kind of ambiguous thigh/calf area of the pigeon, looked just like they were still alive and glaring up at us in reproach. And it was stuffed in rice and every mouthful I took choked me because I could still see the fatty neck and ambiguous thigh/calf area.
Of course, the chicken is no different from the pigeon, it's just that we've become so used to eating chicken (and because the finished product looks nothing like the starting ingredient) that we just take it for granted as food. I don't know whether it's really true, as all my fisherman friends tell me, that fish have no nerves - but if it's really true I wouldn't mind having mainly fish and vegetables for the rest of my life : ) (still have to put the word "mainly" there, am not that sacrificial yet).
One day I will see a lion lying next to a lamb on green pastures, and I will finally understand what everything was meant to be. There's so much beauty that was intended to be, but never came to pass. But he has made everything beautiful in his time, and one day we will see and understand.
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Now you see, this is why I'm vegan.
Fish do have feelings, it's a myth that they don't. Which I hope helps fishermen sleep at night, as otherwise what they do is barbarous.
Oh well, I'll sit and wait for humanity to become enlightened on this issue.
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Orbling, at 3:17 am
You'll see me lying next to the lamb when it's dead. yum yum!!
Simba XXI the 21st Lion King
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Anonymous, at 10:02 pm
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