It’s a no win situation. Either you’re a ruthless BigAg megacorp treating a living being like a machine for financial gain, or you’re an independent farmer who’s built a relationship with your cow by looking her in the eye each time you reach down with a slow, firm, gentle hand. One’s cruel, one’s unusual.
Conceptually, yeah. But I can’t classify any product that has its roots in seeds/pesticides/herbicides produced for monoculture then processed and packaged by conglomerates that leave the brand name of the farms and small producers they bought out so they could peddle the fiction of “small farm” or “ethical” as a win. It’s a step in the right direction, but like so many things capitalism gets its hands on, it’s also often greenwashed to target buyers who want to feel like their choice is ethical but we’re still buying from shitty companies that profit from your soy milk purchase just as much as from someone else’s whole milk purchase. There’s not a lot of environmentally conscious, sustainably grown, artisanal soy milk made from heirloom seeds being sold at farmer’s markets.
or you’re an independent farmer who’s built a relationship with your cow by looking her in the eye each time you reach down with a slow, firm, gentle hand
And take away her calf and send it to the slaughter, since that is the only way you can produce milk for human consumption.
Should I have made the punchline of the shitpost about artificial insemination? Seemed like low-hanging fruit. I assumed that the idea of a dude groping an animal’s mammary glands carried its own implications of weirdness, and that readers were familiar with what triggers lactation. But, as they say, when you assume… Now you and me are both asses.
Yes Twig, that’s the point. That it’s either mechanized cruelty or weirdly sexualized is just a punchline used to vent personal critique with the system through cynicism.
It’s a no win situation. Either you’re a ruthless BigAg megacorp treating a living being like a machine for financial gain, or you’re an independent farmer who’s built a relationship with your cow by looking her in the eye each time you reach down with a slow, firm, gentle hand. One’s cruel, one’s unusual.
Soy milk or oat milk is a pretty big W in my book
Conceptually, yeah. But I can’t classify any product that has its roots in seeds/pesticides/herbicides produced for monoculture then processed and packaged by conglomerates that leave the brand name of the farms and small producers they bought out so they could peddle the fiction of “small farm” or “ethical” as a win. It’s a step in the right direction, but like so many things capitalism gets its hands on, it’s also often greenwashed to target buyers who want to feel like their choice is ethical but we’re still buying from shitty companies that profit from your soy milk purchase just as much as from someone else’s whole milk purchase. There’s not a lot of environmentally conscious, sustainably grown, artisanal soy milk made from heirloom seeds being sold at farmer’s markets.
And take away her calf and send it to the slaughter, since that is the only way you can produce milk for human consumption.
Should I have made the punchline of the shitpost about artificial insemination? Seemed like low-hanging fruit. I assumed that the idea of a dude groping an animal’s mammary glands carried its own implications of weirdness, and that readers were familiar with what triggers lactation. But, as they say, when you assume… Now you and me are both asses.
I guess not abusing an animal is a win situation.
Yes Twig, that’s the point. That it’s either mechanized cruelty or weirdly sexualized is just a punchline used to vent personal critique with the system through cynicism.
No matter what we eat some living thing gets “abused”