Fruitless Murder

Humans have a truly odd thinking on the topic of life, on one side we value it as either some kind of god-given miracle or some kind of one-in-a-millionth atomic interaction, but on the other we only value it when it’s in a form we can hear and see. To this extent I’m going to go out on a limb and say that vegans are the most elitist, brainless, and self-glorifying idiots to ever hold a picket sign. Sure, there are places in the world where livestock is brutally slaughtered, and kudos to people trying to humanify the taking of life. But sure enough we are more heartless then we think, and take life much more brutally on a daily basis and often on a much larger scale. Sure carrots and cranberries might not have a mouth to scream or eyes to reflect their suffering, but they are also just as alive as the chickens and the cows. Life feeds on life; it’s how it’s always been and how it will always be. Organic creatures need organic creatures to survive, and everything that goes into our mouth was once alive and screaming , struggling and begging as it saw it’s brothers being taken one by one, as the hand that gave it nourishment hovered above, as it let out a mouthless cry of terror before being devoid of it’s life. The slaughter of livestock is only given more credit because of our own innate fears, and when we look into the eyes of the lambs awaiting slaughter, when we look into those eyes so unknowing and unaware of the reckoning to come, we see in there somewhere our own terrified expressions. Perhaps when we swat that mosquito off our arm or squash that ant that somehow made it into our house, we can stop and think. Is this really necessary? Was it to much work to let it crawl onto a newspaper or wrapper and let it on it’s way outside the window? As ridiculous as it sounds, that spider might have been a son, a father, a brother or a friend that you just killed. We seem to know exactly how other creatures must think and feel when we honestly know so little, maybe the cries of pain of the apples and ants are falling on deaf ears. We might not be able to see their pain, but sure as hell there is no living organism on this planet that doesn’t suffer when its life is slipping away. It’s a given that life must feed on life to survive, but that is no reason to not value any life but human life as precious. So spread your pesticides and feast on your crops, but never take a life unless you absolutely have to, lest one day you become the harvested.