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Originally Posted by JesterTerrestrial
Yes I am having a hard time eating dead animals. Once upon a time I lived in a world that needed me to make money. I was a little bit out of it if you know what I mean and if you don't, its ok.
I worked at a packaging plant for a beef slaughter house....My first job was to take that skid of racks of cow hearts...right next to the skids of tongues and beef penis that all gets shipped to what some call 3rd worlds...you know the super oppressed nations.
anyway...grab that skid of cow hearts and dump them into grinder number seven. There is like 30 - 40 different animals in your burgers. This company made burgers for a major fast food chain. I walked in pools of blood that ran down the drains for it in some areas and even had some of it splash into my mouth one day. I stayed for a week and then just never showed up again. The pay was great but the work was murder...haha its not really funny. 
If you saw how your burger was made...walked in the pools of blood and had to lower your self as a spirit being to do this for money...what the...as I said I was still somewhat sleeping...sad i am so sorry for all the animals
I was lucky to never see or go to the kill floor, as I mentioned I was at the package center/warehouse where its a little cleaner.
The people that worked there looked like totally dead and wasted on the inside. They all had to go through a psychiatric evaluation every 3 weeks! There were strict drug tests to make sure people were as mental stable as could be because this place was a test to your soul and mind to deal with massive animal death. I did see the video when I was hired. There were clips of the kill floor where they were cutting the animals limbs off with electric sheers and just gutting the **** our of these cattle. I heard horror stories of when they cut into some absest fatty parts of the animal that oozed goo and a most horrible stink of rotten...you gonna puke yet?
Enjoy your burger and please be nice to the cattle, and Stop turning them inside out.
JT |
Long before I worked as a janitor, I worked in a plant that processed pork ribs for consumption. While we never had to slaughter any pigs, there was a lot of blood involved and we'd often get in boxes of rotten meat from Denmark (a Danish company owned the place) and other boxes of meat that still had blood clots and mucus on it. It was so disgusting that from then on, I refuse to eat ribs. I honestly don't eat as much meat anymore.