July 11, 2002

Breakfast for Dinner

A pig.

Here’s what I was thinking about while I made my dinner (which consisted of eggs, ham and orange juice btw): what if we got to the point where we could “grow” chickens and pigs and other animals like plants. Not to say they would grow in the ground and photosynthesize or anything, but rather that they had no eyes, or ears, or mouth nor the ability to feel pain or be capable of other forms of thought and feeling. Humans have no qualms about pulling off ears of corn, but the corn doesn’t scream like a pig would. So what if we made the pig as senseless as the corn?

Or, conversely, what the hell am I talking about? =-)

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