Monday, 30 June 2008

A game of Skill?

Didn't your mother tell you not to play with your food? In the US they have a game similar to the skilltester you see in amusement arcades where you can try and catch a lobster which is then sent off to the kitchen to be boiled alive.
The following statement made by PETA:

But People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA) say the machine “turns torture and death into a game, pure and simple.”

PETA also insists that there is no humane way to kill a lobster and it should therefore not be eaten.

But Ernie Pappas, whose company make the machines, points out even lobster’s don’t subscribe to that rule.

"Lobsters' favourite food is lobster," he told the Denver Post

It was pointed out to me by a friend that would I willingly sit by, point out which cow I would like your steak to come from and then see it being led off to have a bolt put through it's head, have the throat slit, sit at the table while the animal was being disemboweled ? Well of course I wouldn't do that.
The thought of any animal being tortured appalls me greatly but in abattoirs, the beasts are killed humanely, it is swift. I worked in one and hated every moment of it. This did not stop me from being a meat eater. I dislike seeing chickens caged, they do suffer from living in cramped conditions. I still eat eggs. I will still continue to enjoy lobster also, however I wouldn't like to witness the above skilltester theme of catching one.


CherryPie said...

I must admit I don't think I could try lobster due to it's method of death...

Crushed said...

You're lucky you don't work in the production sector. I have to deal a lot with abattoirs and deal with technical specs. It's hard to se it as just another production line, when it's 'processing' 22,000 pigs a day.

Nunyaa said...

The area I was first working on, was the kill floor, I never had to see them being killed but I was two steps after while they was still warm and having their guts ripped out. It smelt rank and I hated it. Thats why I got transferred, ha to the offal room. And, I don't eat that either.