They don’t have a brain really and kinda just float there. Do they even feel pain?

  • pinwurm@lemmy.world
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    1 year ago

    Ah.

    Well in that case…

    I used to go fishing with my dad when I was younger, but as an adult I don’t think I have the heart to do it.

    I don’t want to be the one to chose who lives and who dies. Even bugs, I have a hard time swatting flies. I try to capture them and let them outside. But some of the time, I kill them - and end up feeling really guilty after - sometimes for days.

    When it comes to eating meat, I’d rather live in a world where meat is grown in a lab, rather than raised. I think stuff like Impossible Burgers have gone a long way in terms of reproducing flavor and texture… but not there yet.

    I guess I reconcile the fact that the animal is dead before it gets to my plate/kitchen. Someone’s going to eat it. Why not me? Or I make up some funny idea like, “well - if this cow was human, they’d probably be an Andrew Tate listener - so screw ‘em!”

    More often, I just try not to think about it and just enjoy what I’m eating.

    I don’t know. Maybe my ethics will change one day to a point where I actually change my diet drastically. But knowing myself, it could take a health scare before I do that.