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OH GOD YES YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD
16 years ago
I just read the intellectual equivalent of hatefuck porn. It was wonderful. It's been a long time since a piece of writing so fully encapsulated PWNED as this:
thejewelryboxstudios.deviantart.com/journal/25111473/#comments
The journal, not the comments.
It takes a very, very brave person to stand up for fur farming at all, but to put it in such concise wording without dissolving into STFU-raeg, as I admit to doing in frustration a lot of the time, means this person surely deserves a medal.
In all things that involve animal products of such public volatility as skins, bones etc., it is important to actually do your research of INDIVIDUAL places, not to fall into the trap of us vs. them, a la PeTA and the fashion industry. A prime example: the knackery I go to is a small old-style slaughter establishment, run and operated by around 11 people, with no machine automation. Everything is done in the open-air shed work area, by hand; slaughter is by individual .22 bullets, skinning and carving is done by hand with very sharp knives, on tables and meathooks. This is in sharp contrast to what I will call modern Western-style slaughter facilities, which tend to show up in PeTA documents and are usually as automated as possible. The animals are often stunned then slaughtered, rather than the simple bullet-to-the-head outright kill, and machines handle the carcass transport and such. The knackery I go to handles one horse at a time, maybe going through 5-10 horses a day at the very most. The automated Western-style slaughter establishments are designed for optimum profit, some designed to 'process' over 100 animals in a day. This desire for speed equalling profit means that not only are the animals not shown the proper amount of respect and individual attention, but the speed demanded of the processing means that 'accidents' are commonplace, such as tearing/destroying of the skins, tearing the intestinal sac and tainting the meat with fecal or digestive matter, and so on. I wish I could say that human-consumption slaughterhouses are not like this, but...
A simple rule of life. The three choices are fast, cheap and good. You can have two of each at any one time. Fast and good will not be cheap. Fast and cheap will not be good. Good and cheap will not be fast. Simple as that. When it comes to animal products, I have the patience required to choose the last option, knowing it to be the best option for the animal and for me.
IN OTHER NEWS:
* My binder just arrived in the mail last night, from the terribly-awesome Big Brothers used binder charity program. I will send off a thank-you email in a moment; right now, I'm too busy adjusting to wearing it most effectively (a slight use of tape underneath it and then folding the lower half over the top half seems most effective and comfortable/secure) and nearly exploding in joy. It is unusual for a piece of clothing to make me this happy.
* I have bought a new knife sharpening gadget at Mitchell's, an army disposals-type store in the city. My knives are now all evilly sharp and ready for every use. The sharpener is fleurescent orange, and has a hole for lanyarding onto things, so I won't run the risk of losing it despite its small size.
* I have looked upon the world's most beautiful knife whilst in Mitchell's Depository of Wonderment. I will not rest until it shall be mine. And on the day it becomes mine, I shall have no need to strive for any further purpose. It is that beautiful.
thejewelryboxstudios.deviantart.com/journal/25111473/#comments
The journal, not the comments.
It takes a very, very brave person to stand up for fur farming at all, but to put it in such concise wording without dissolving into STFU-raeg, as I admit to doing in frustration a lot of the time, means this person surely deserves a medal.
In all things that involve animal products of such public volatility as skins, bones etc., it is important to actually do your research of INDIVIDUAL places, not to fall into the trap of us vs. them, a la PeTA and the fashion industry. A prime example: the knackery I go to is a small old-style slaughter establishment, run and operated by around 11 people, with no machine automation. Everything is done in the open-air shed work area, by hand; slaughter is by individual .22 bullets, skinning and carving is done by hand with very sharp knives, on tables and meathooks. This is in sharp contrast to what I will call modern Western-style slaughter facilities, which tend to show up in PeTA documents and are usually as automated as possible. The animals are often stunned then slaughtered, rather than the simple bullet-to-the-head outright kill, and machines handle the carcass transport and such. The knackery I go to handles one horse at a time, maybe going through 5-10 horses a day at the very most. The automated Western-style slaughter establishments are designed for optimum profit, some designed to 'process' over 100 animals in a day. This desire for speed equalling profit means that not only are the animals not shown the proper amount of respect and individual attention, but the speed demanded of the processing means that 'accidents' are commonplace, such as tearing/destroying of the skins, tearing the intestinal sac and tainting the meat with fecal or digestive matter, and so on. I wish I could say that human-consumption slaughterhouses are not like this, but...
A simple rule of life. The three choices are fast, cheap and good. You can have two of each at any one time. Fast and good will not be cheap. Fast and cheap will not be good. Good and cheap will not be fast. Simple as that. When it comes to animal products, I have the patience required to choose the last option, knowing it to be the best option for the animal and for me.
IN OTHER NEWS:
* My binder just arrived in the mail last night, from the terribly-awesome Big Brothers used binder charity program. I will send off a thank-you email in a moment; right now, I'm too busy adjusting to wearing it most effectively (a slight use of tape underneath it and then folding the lower half over the top half seems most effective and comfortable/secure) and nearly exploding in joy. It is unusual for a piece of clothing to make me this happy.
* I have bought a new knife sharpening gadget at Mitchell's, an army disposals-type store in the city. My knives are now all evilly sharp and ready for every use. The sharpener is fleurescent orange, and has a hole for lanyarding onto things, so I won't run the risk of losing it despite its small size.
* I have looked upon the world's most beautiful knife whilst in Mitchell's Depository of Wonderment. I will not rest until it shall be mine. And on the day it becomes mine, I shall have no need to strive for any further purpose. It is that beautiful.
tinderbones
secondly, what knife is this that you speak of? details oh mistress of skins and bone, details.
Knife here! (repeating this to everyone who asked) :P
regaurdless, many thanks oh lady of bones, sister of twisted sinew. your art is improveing greatly.
Thank you sir, though I prefer brother.
Sir Daemonick of Deathtalon, Earl of enbalming, troubadour of taxidermy, Saint of skinned beasts, connisuer of cutlery, Brother of bones and all around intregueing individual...
especially when dealing with the lord of aubergine toaster monkies himself.
Waah - my Sykes-Fairburne is sadly blunt, and must be sharpened - and I suck at using wetstones!
I suck at stick sharpening steels, and lost my wetstone in the move here a while back. For now, here's the knife. I'll go fetch you an example of the nice gadget I got.
This is pretty much my little gadget, except mine's a bright-orange eyebleeder from a different brand, but the same build and function. You can pick them up from most fishing, hunting and camping supplies places for about $10-14 :)
KNIFE!!!!! *drools*
I don't see why people seem to believe that we have a choice to not kill things. No matter what you do, you still have to kill something to eat, be it a cow or the millions of lifeforms that live in fields that are killed with pesticides and harvesting. Oh, and aren't plants alive too, or don't those lives matter? *sarcasm*
On that note, faux fur is essentially nonbiodegradable extruded plastic. So really, wouldn't it be *more* earth-friendly to wear real fur? Hypothetical question, based on simplistics (ie, not going into the trickiness of individual fur farming practices, population control harvesting etc.)
And seriously. Pleather is WAY more toxic and harmful to people and animals and the ecosystem then leather. If people really wanted a good solution they could petition leather companies to sell "humane" leather products from humanely raised non-factory farmed cows and animals. Pleather is a waste of time in my opinion. Faux fur is slightly more useful in that I like it for fursuits, but it really is pretty awful stuff. I'd rather wear a real fur jacket that was as humanely made as possibly than cruelty free faux fur that is going to poison the earth for years after I die.
Faux fur is easier to launder, like pleather, and wears longer, but no one really thinks of what happens *after* them.
I agree with the -rather having good and cheap which isn't fast-. That seems better anyway
sorry about that first post...my dog kept sticking his big head on the keyboard -_-