2060:
However omnivores see
themselves, they’re pulled in two directions at once - safety and comfort. In
the end, it’s usually comfort or convenience calling the shots. It’s a case of
my comfort versus the animal gulag down the road.
My comfort promises every
luxury you can imagine – but many animals must die to provide it. And that’s
only the end point. You can’t ignore what went before, their enduring imprisonment
in slum conditions, being kept barely alive, just enough to reach required
production levels or weight.
The very thought of that
could be enough to keep the omnivore awake at night.
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