Why do you assume that Seattle wants to look at someone stabbing the face off of a pig?
I am fully aware that pigs (with their attending faces) are where meat comes from. This is why I choose not to eat other animals. It isn't easy a lot of the time, and I'm not one of those sanctimonious assholes who pretends that enlightenment (or whatevs) comes naturally to me. I miss bacon, sure. The hardest part, though, isn't eating hummus when everyone else is eating short ribs. The hardest part is watching other people pretend that it's funny, how things die for the pleasure of their palette.
It's not funny. You joke about it because the truth is often uncomfortable, and you don't want to be uncomfortable, so you look askance. Which is also why people move to Bellevue.
So this picture of a pig's face with is jowls laid open, it's not pleasant. It's not nice. It's supposed to be "real" and "honest" because somehow people have it in their minds that looking in the eyes of an animal before killing it so they can have a nice snack is somehow more thoughtful than buying their meat from a package.
But it's not. It's just another way to avoid really looking. You look at that pig-face and you see a way to be "green", to go against the system get your food "responsibly". But you don't see a pig. You still see a snack.
Please stop reminding me.
