I’m not too proud to admit that, like many, I was one of those people who knew that animals suffered for whatever fleshy meals I scarfed down on any given day, but I didn’t really want to think about it.
I mean, I didn’t see for myself that the chicken “nuggets” I was eating for lunch spent their entire lives crammed into filthy sheds before having their throats slit while they were still alive and able to feel pain.
Or that my hamburger came from a cow who was likely hoisted into the air by one leg and may have had his or her throat slit while still alive and able to feel pain.
It might seem easier to remain in the dark—easy for us. But ignoring the truth about where food comes from is anything but easy on the billions of animals who are killed for food every single year.