RAPE! RAPE! MURDER!!!1!
This bullshit doesn’t help your cause at all. I’m the rare omnivore that is actually sympathetic to moral issues of factory farmig and animal suffering.
You need to like unfuck your head and try to turn down whatever preaching you’re listening to. That’s some bad religion that’s got ahold of you.
You’re no different than those ‘pro-life’ whack jobs.
There it is.
So, as an ignorant teenager, cleaning chicken houses of rotten corpses and chicken shit for $5/hr: I was actually fucking those chickens? I was kid chicken raper? The steers I raised in elementary school, I suppose I fucked them as well.
See, that’s the thing. I saw how bad it was and have worked and saved for many years so I will no longer have to participate in a system that involves industrial suffering.
But nope, I’m totally such a raper. Fuck you and your sanctimonious bullshit. You don’t know me or my circumstances. I know plenty of Southern Baptists and Church of Christ that spew this same shit. Y’all would get along real well, if you only listened to your tones and didn’t pay attention to the words.
Fucking fanatics can suck my fucking balls, all y’all the same.
Here on Lemmy I’ve been accused of torturing and raping animals as I’m unashamedly an omnivore. I’m a hunter as well.
I worry about animal suffering enough that we’ve bought a small farm and hope to raise all our own meat. I’ve actually worked on factory farms and know firsthand the suffering of animals under that system.
However, there are fanatical vegans on Lemmy that do a fantastic job of driving away those of us sympathetic to vegan ethics and morality.
Yes, them calling me a rapist totally made we want to be like them and adopt their ideology.
Their strain of it appears to be poison religion like fundamentalist Christianity or Islam. A fanatic is a fanatic, whatever paint they’re dipped in. Guess they’re just trying to fill a hole in themselves.
For a large chunk of my career, I worked in aerospace and ‘defense’ machining. Made all kinds parts for all kinds of weapons, it was really cool! Murica! As I got older, I lost my religion, I lost the far right brainwashing I was raised with.
My hands were making weapons that the US government was often selling to other countries. My hands were making weapons to kill various groups of brown people all over the world. It really began to bother me.
I no longer make things to kill people.
Yes, you are culpable for the effects of what you produce in your profession. A thinking person should consider the effects of their work.
My second vehicle was a '97 Ranger with the 5 speed and I4. Drove it for many years, sold it when I got divorced, thought I needed a nice car when I started dating again. Kicked myself repeatedly for getting rid of it. Lost that car in a flash flood and replaced it with this Ranger.
'98 Ranger XLT with the V6. My fourth vehicle, lifetime. Keep her running tight, throws no codes. Recently redid all the gaskets from the intake manifold and up.
Added hitch and trailer brake system recently. Made the kayak/cargo rack a few years ago.
It pulled a two horse trailer with three pet potbelly pigs, giant fluffy dog, two kayaks on top, a bed full of tools, jump seat area full of fragile stuff, son in the passenger seat. 700 miles, 14 hours, 3000-3500 rpm at 70mph. Overdrive had to be off the entire time. Never stuttered.
I love that little truck.
Someone must have been very bad to you when you were little.
What about the humble French fry? Do you partake of its golden goodness?
I’ve got a bunch of horror stories that take some detail to explain, but I remember a couple moments of shock in particular.
Was actually a Methodist service, Easter Sunday. it was when they cut a baby lamb’s throat and it bled. It was great special effects with a real lamb but children started crying.
Also, the time we all went to see Passion of the Christ, 9:00 or 10:00pm showing. There was a mother smacking the shit out of her toddler for crying when the torture started. I’m a different person now and would put a stop to something like that now.
Holy cow! I have my TST card and everything. Kink has been incredibly important to my girl and I building a feeling of community.
Was in the hospital once. My family organized prayer circles and shit and I had to shut off Facebook. Then they tried to do some deathbed conversion shit while I was on heavy opiates. I giggled at the guy they sent to my room and called him an alien. The kink community brought my girl, and our former partner, food and ran errands for us. Ran interference with the hospital over our poly realtionship. The kink community took care of my people when I couldn’t.
Like any other community, it has its problems, but has been pretty wholesome.
I bet you and I would get along well.
“see how any religion applies?!”
Atheist of fundamentalist protestant extraction. Aren’t like some of the Buddhists pretty cool? Especially the Zen Buddhists. Also, Sikhs seem cool. And the Jainists.
I could totally be wrong. Organized religion is a terrible thing in almost all of my experience.
Wiccans have been real cool in my experience. They have really fun orgies.
Accidentally poisoned myself and was talking out of my head.
I’ll read more tomorrow, seems like a very good book so far. I especially liked the part where he cussed the pope and cried into his lap.
I was thinking of Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Aldous Huxley. My mistake. Recovering from a accidental poisoning and was talking out of my head. My apologies.
I can’t justify the money right now. Have giger and yerka prints.
I’ve built parts on the space station. I think we’ll keep getting out there. We’re trying.
Frank Herbert wrote about Dune. Kevin Anderson and his son did some shit trying to make money. I don’t blame them, especially his son.
Doesn’t seem like they have the same vision or grasp of distance. Bless their hearts, they can’t help it. Anderson, mostly, fuck him He wouldn’t know sacred if it smacked him between the eyes. He can’t find a trail or hunt a purple elephant.
Aldous Huxley? Great person.
The woman in that picture has some very minor canines.
The cat has some big ones.
Walking out of a unsuccessful deer hunt, I had an encounter with a mountain lion. Hissed and growled it away. Like totally a peak life experience. It was thinking about eating me and I convinced it otherwise. Did pull my pocket gun in fear.
I’m currently working outside my old home, preparing it for sell. Taking a break right now.
A little old lady just stopped to grab things I’m sitting by the road for picking. She has a daughter and grandkids that are running from abuse. They’ll be getting a bunk bed and dressers from us. She likes pigs, we have pet pigs. I’m sitting aside some pig figurines that my girl left behind. One is a birdhouse that is full of piss ants, an invasive species. I poisned the fuck out them because they need to die. They’re varmints.
I have a rat problem I’m dealing with due to the cat moving and a bag of feed being left behind. I’m using poison, traps, and a gun to kill the varmints.
I’m not going to take the time to watch whatever videos you’re suggesting. Eating meat isn’t rape. That is a stupid argument you shouldn’t use. It is killing. I’m comfortable with killing.
I’m likely way more in tune with nature, animals, and trying to minimize my impact on the earth than you ever will be. Some of your ideology is poisonous and you are sick from it.
Humans have canines and binocular vision because we are omnivores. Meat and killing can be ethical, it’s just difficult.
Very fair and accurate criticism. There also wasn’t a ton of character development.
The vividness and internal monologues caught me. As did the constant tension. Stress and tension were very well portrayed such that action was a relief.