Are we blind or do you just close your eyes?
Slaughterhouse: The Task Of Blood is substantially more shocking than any horror film you'll see in a while. Quite topical as the country finds itself once more in the grip of another farm crisis: foot and mouth disease (again) and the disturbingly named bluetongue. This mad cow's mind boggles about that one.
A personal comment about this horrifying documentary: my own misanthropy isn't so much enflamed by the actions of any given individual, but rather our grubby human institutions and the way we organise our overbearing, arrogant, ugly selves together to carry out this and other dirty work.
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i've been trying to stick to a diet whereby i don't eat anything i wouldn't feel comfortable killing myself. things like this remind me why.
I haven't seen it, Thomas; while I very much enjoyed the book, was discouraged by the online reviews and the film's attendant dramatised approach, would you say it's worth a viewing?
there is a whole litany of reasons i can offer when i'm asked why i don't eat meat; one of them, my refusal to put money into the pockets of the people who staff and own the industry, was certainly reinforced by watching this film. i would also strongly recommend the early '80s documentary 'the animals', which features a robert wyatt soundtrack and which has recently (finally!) been issued on dvd.
Dirty work eh? How are you all getting on with your synthetic footwear? I can remember "The Animals" film being shown on Channel Four in the UK when the channel launched and the turmoil it caused in this teenagers brain especially as I had spent the preceding years following Crass and their ilk which was funded by working after school in a local butchers shop. The next time Messrs. Bennett and Best put on a pop concert in your local town hall I hope you all walk to the show in your plastic boots, fueled on a diet of rabbit food and roadkill.... and make sure your rabbit food is cultivated on land which has not been raped.
quite right. far better to wallow than put forth any effort at all.
Trying to find ones natural flow with everything, appreciating the allness of it, yet being or feeling unable to stop your participation in some aspect of its distastefulness, its agony. It's a tricky gnosis.
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