this story amused me
the rest of the shop is full of chopped up carcases but somehow the sight of recognisable dead animals is offensive. A strange disconnect between what we are eating and where it came from. What would our greatgrandparents have made of this sensitivity to reality ? In centuries gone by didn't the butcher also slaughter the animals round the back of the shop, so presumably most high streets would have resounded to the screams of pigs in their death throes ?
the rest of the shop is full of chopped up carcases but somehow the sight of recognisable dead animals is offensive. A strange disconnect between what we are eating and where it came from. What would our greatgrandparents have made of this sensitivity to reality ? In centuries gone by didn't the butcher also slaughter the animals round the back of the shop, so presumably most high streets would have resounded to the screams of pigs in their death throes ?
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