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As a adult there are some things in the world that feel the equivalent of a giant man, taking your beloved pet, killing it, and cooking it and expecting you to like it. That does NOT mean that they're necessary evil. In fact they may be doing the ONE thing necessary to not DIE.

It may require recognizing that no one else saw Fido. Only you did. Just like re-watching a childhood show and being shocked at how low resolution it is. Maybe the death of a chicken wasn't as "tragic" as I remembered. Maybe I'm overreacting...

What's the worst that can happen if this is true? I'd have to stop feeling 'superior' to or hate people who do eat chickens. Instead of trying to shame them I'd get them to visit farms and pet chickens more. Maybe breed an apartment friendly chicken.

My actions would have "real" impact (vs "dramatic" impact) because I understood the mechanism of tragedy. Guilt and shame are dropped as weapons b/c you can truly "see" that the blood being spilled is strawberry jam in their eyes.

Imagine someone cutting their arm in front of you to show you that "their blood is the same as ours!" as you try to buy strawberry jam. You'd think they were insane. The more effective way is to show them how "strawberry jam" is made.

Sharing the violence of slaughterhouses is one way. Hunting an animal and participating in the violence is another. But the most effective one is probably to keep one as a pet.

Moral conundrum. Imagine you've tried to be vegan once before and failed because meat is delicious. Now..you know owning a chicken can be done for say 200 dollars and you *know* that by owning it as a pet, you'd lose all taste for meat permanently. Would you?

How about killing and guns? Would you pay money for an experience that prevented you from playing shooting or fighting games without feeling sick?