In response to Crat and his concern for Lobsters: They get eaten alive in the wild. Does it matter whether they die from boiling water or from being chomped apart by an octopus beak? If you'd like to be more reassured, lobsters will willingly shed body parts to evade predators (like a starfish if they lose a tail or a claw they grow a new one,) it's unlikely that such an ability would be accompanied by a sense of pain or suffering as we understand the concept.I guess I'm just fortunate that in my family we've always known where the food comes from. When I was little I'd watch my stepdad butcher deer or clean fish. I helped my grandpa dig potatoes and carrots. (I remember one of my friends at a very young age proclaiming that she would eat no food that came from the ground.) Up in Alaska we pull crab and shrimp pots and clean them (the shrimp and crab) right there on the boat. For Christmas this year we brought some shrimp that were only a few days old and strait from Alaska to Benno's Grandma's house. They were still whole. Heads, shells, tails and all. I was struck by how no one had the faintest clue how to prepare or clean or eat them. It's an interesting side effect of urbanization that people are surprised or distressed by where food comes from. Any type of meat is the flesh of another animal. It has to come from somewhere.
posted by Rachel 1/3/2002
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