A few days ago, my son and I slaughtered a duck. Yes ... believe it or not, this has been regarded as perfectly normal behaviour for hundreds of thousands of years ... until very recently. For some strange reason, a young child now experiencing the real thing might just end up with permanent psychological damage, scarred forever ... never mind the adults. It is perfectly normal, for the faint-hearted to dwell in the fancy isles of abundance with high heels, long nails and painted faces carefully selecting perfect cuts of lamb, duck and veal without that realistic 'nasty' connection of what it actually is and how it got there ...
Strange how the larger part of humanity still experience the whole process of food, from origin to plate ... but in most 'First World' countries, people just don't have a clue ... but they can write books and make documentaries about the 'cruelty' of it all. They never get their perfect little hands dirty ... never get a understanding of vegetarianism's detrimental impact on the environment ... but the lips and soft fingers can sure talk a storm in a tea cup.
The killing of anything takes split seconds ... the actual preparation takes hours and sometimes months. It is this process that bonded families .... fathers and sons, mothers and daughters ... friends, communities, nationalities and even enemies. Have you ever experience the slaughter/hunt and the preparation of your food as a family unit? If not, then please get into it ... because this was life and real life for hundreds of thousands of years ... this was family time long before staring at a glassy screen, looking at actors speaking false words ... while picking listlessly at plastic food in a plastic tray in front of you became the norm.
In most part of Europe, especially in Portugal, Spain, France and Italy ... communal slaughtering and preparation still take place. It is something to see, the stories that are shared, the working together and the use of every single part of the animal.
I looked at my son and listened to all the questions while we plucked the duck. The interest in every part of the duck, from the feathers to every part of the internal anatomy. We talked about the hunting of ducks from traditional to modern, various recipes, the habits, the killing and the importance of not wasting a single bit.
I told him the stories of Ella, the black lady that worked for my grand parents ... how I helped her from a very young age to slaughter chickens. She cooked a special dish from the heads, feet and intestines ... all the bits the white people won't touch ... how she used every single bit.
The whole process including the cooking and eating of the duck, took about 5 hours and the amount of information and time we exchanged and shared ... money can't buy. If the 'psychological damage' part was true, then farm and 'Third World' children would show clear signs of it in comparison to their 'First World' city cousins ... we now know that the opposite is actually the more realistic scenario.
Here in the country I see so many 'city slickers' moving here and the first thing they do is buy chickens, ducks and sheep ... which they refuse to eat ... go figure??? I'm sorry but really, you moved to the real world, but you still can't see it ... you just don't understand.
Maybe .... just maybe it is because you lost the ability to see yourself as part of the food chain, just like any other living thing on this earth. You have separated yourself from everything else out there. The fact that you want to get buried where not even the worms or roots of trees can get you ... that you have separated yourself from Nature. You cover the soles of your feet from the Earth, you lift your backside from the Earth, cover your skin from the Sun, even your eyes and when you die ... you still want to separate yourself from Her. Every animal, from shark, crocodile and lion that dares to take a human life is hunted and destroyed and displayed as if a victory over Nature. Where do you think you are heading Mr Modern Human??
All I can say to you ... go pluck a duck!