Yesterday my job found me in Pennsylvania picking up a 1/4 cow from smuckers meats. So Im in dutch cow country and I hook a left onto the appropriate road. I drive for what I believe to be 1.6 miles (as I referenced my printed out maps sheet). I take a left turn onto a long driveway that ends at a real life slaughter house. Now, I am totally aware I may be in the right place... I see cows, I smell meat and blood. So I say to myself self, this is probably the place, lets get out and see if we can levy some assistance. Upon exiting the truck I am ask by a very nice man if I am here for the tour. To which I do not reply immediately and he takes me to some area behind the main building. I tell this man I am here to pick up an order to which he states I should take a left at the next driveway. He says hey man youre already here, you want to see how this all happens? ...... Me: see how what happens? Him: how you get your food when you buy from local farmers versus large commercial centers Me: sure but how long is this going to take? I am on a timeline.... Him: bout four minutes Me: holy shit really its that fast? Him: come on So we walk into this room, its got a huge hopper style funnel in the middle of it with four retractable walls allowing for adequate airflow. In the distance a guy plugs a cow in the head and boom, he falls like a sack of potatoes.....thud A front end loader drives over, picks up the crumpled heap of what used to be a living, breathing, feeling organism (now its purpose is being exacted). The front end loader drops the cow into this hopper type funnel onto two rotating screws with large notches that look like hooks. And the cow rolls around on this turning contraption for a few moments and then the screws start doing their job. Inside of a minute this cow was chopped up to little bitty pieces and disappeared under the machine. The pieces, still very large, were being collected by workers to be cleaned sorted and prepared. After that I went to the correct address picked up the meat and drove home. I ate a steak last night to honor my bovine friend. I respect animals and honor their sacrifice in allowing me to maintain nutrition. The cow died for my gain...... It could be possible that cows are the modern Groundhog Day Jesus.
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 13:14:15 +0000
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