The Possible Burger

How Manufactured Foods Are Killing Animals

The first bratwurst that I made with my own pigs.

When we garden we kill indiscriminately and with joy in our hearts.

Ripping the heads off defenseless plants and slicing our blades through the torsos of tubers, we wreak havoc and mayhem upon the green and immobile life forms that we call plants.

One shovel blade shoved into the ground also causes pain and suffering and death by the hundreds if not thousands of those creatures that we call invertebrates. The sharp metal also severs root appendages and filaments of mushroom mycelium, all of which create a dense interwoven network of the underground that we take for granted but feeds a million minute mouths every day.

We take this incredible complexity for granted, but every desert is a clear example of how easy it is to shift an ecosystem only a few degrees from fruit trees and a thousand beating hearts into sand and lizard tails baking in the sun.

But we don’t talk about that. We chat around our tables full of freshly shucked organic corn on the cob and mashed new red potatoes with no thought about the carnage that was reaped in order for each and every one of us to enjoy our healthy hipster meals.

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