The ethical treatment of food animals is one important consideration in deciding whether or not to eat meat, but it seems most people are happily ignorant, perhaps so that they can continue to eat their favourite meaty foods without their conscience spoiling the fun. It certainly doesn't help that those do who speak up for animal rights are demonized in the media as psychotic, emotionally unstable women or effeminate men. Yet I think we can all agree that caging animals in highly confined and unsanitary spaces, or administering death in a way that causes prolonged pain and suffering is not cool, dude.
But if the animal was raised in a natural environment and killed in a humane way, are we free to feast without guilt? My personal opinion: if you can raise and kill the animal yourself, thus fully aware and involved in the ethical questions and ends of your actions, then yes, you can eat that animal with a clean conscience.Sounds straight-forward, but I myself have not had the chance to kill an animal to eat. During our travels through the countryside of Mongolia, I learned that even watching someone else do the dirty work isn't so simple.
The Mongolian nomadic people rely on their herds of animals for surviving in their harsh, unforgiving landscape. We were staying at a ger camp with a family that owned goats and camels. Our group of 6 tourists decided that we would purchase a goat for $60, and have it killed, dressed, cleaned and cooked to feed us over the next few days while we were camping in the countryside.
A smallish goat was presented to us for inspection. Our approval meant a death sentence for this young animal. After we gave the go-ahead, the goat was immediately flipped on its back, and held down by two men to prevent struggle or escape. I watched the goat squeeze its eyes shut as one of the men used a sharp knife to make a 12-inch cut along its belly. The man then reached his arm inside the goat, stopping its heart for a clean and quick kill. The dead goat was carried inside a ger, the skin removed, innards and flesh cleaned and prepared for cooking. Keeping with the Mongolian tradition, all parts of the goat are used in some way. It seemed clear that this was a very ethical and humane way to eat meat. The animals are free to roam and forage the grasslands for most of their lives. The actual kill is quick. And for these nomadic people, the animals serve as one of their few sources of nutrition. Yet for a traveller like me, who spends most of my time in places where non-animal sources of food are readily available, this goat's death seems like a big sacrifice in comparison to the small luxury of short-lived, tasty enjoyment. The feeling of guilt was stronger than I imagined. Could I have abstained from a few meat-containing meals to preserve this goat's life?
Saturday, August 27, 2011
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Well written. Survival is not the same as having a choice (and this becomes starkly apparent in Mongolia.) But as long as I have that choice, I will never choose to murder.
"Do I need to kill an animal to have this fancy leather wallet?"... no.
"Are these shoes I might wear now and then worth more than a cow's life?"... no.
And of course: "Do I need this flavour on my tongue so bad I should end the life of a sentient being?"
(Flavour being very different from staying alive)
In Mongolia, I knew it would be a problem. I resigned myself to potentially starving for a few days. Given the millions starving around the world anyway, it seemed a small sacrifice, and an opportunity for understanding. But it didn't happen. We stocked up before leaving Ulan Bator, and our guide knew where she could get vegetables en route (I was impressed at some ingenious agriculture happening in Mongolia!) In the end, we ate really well for almost every meal. The bottle of Tobasco didn't go astray either!
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