Why is it, as a society, we associate different words that mean the same thing, with yet a different attitude? Like the words meat, corpse or body as opposed to what exactly that animal was: a life.
It seems industries have done a fairly good job of creating their own connotations. Though not all people receive the disconnect from these words, words like beef, pork or veal as opposed to pig or cow, seem more commonly used in the food industries. Why is this so?In the end does it really come down to out of sight, out of mind? Do other versions of these words settle the discomfort or connect we have from them?
Though many could argue they feel no connection to these words regardless of what they are being called, can we say we will ever really know if we were raised with them to be this way or we developed them like this on our own? Yet, there are words like chicken, turkey and fish; and though these words are called what they truly are in the meat industry, what compares them to those animals being called what their flesh resembles rather than the being they are?It seems that the meat industry is trying to take away any connection, feeling or emotion that we have for these animals being slaughtered for our taste buds, and sick desires. But they are not trying to take away every emotion, only the ones that bring us to reality, compassion, concern and even guilt.
Unfortunately enough, the meat industry never told anyone to call certain animal flesh one word and the other something else. Society has set up these standards and associations on their own. Luckily, the people who follow through with it are the ones who can put a stop to it.But until then, does this give us some truth or reasoning why we distinguish an animals flesh in such a careless way? And though adults and teens could argue that they know the meaning behind these words, how often can we honestly say we think of what we the animal really is when we call it pork or as we shovel it down our throats at the dinner table? Is the excuse really that we have better things to think about, are busy, and hungry, or is that we are so disconnected to reality from the distortions of these animal parts that we don’t even question it, if ever. And that’s the problem.When it comes down to reality, aren’t we just lying to ourselves? Regardless of how someone may feel about eating the flesh of another being, it’s not just another being, and definitely not just another word, it’s a life and if people are not responsible enough to even educate themselves on the truth behind what or how someONE got on their plate, who’s to say they should be eating them at all?Eating animals is not a privilege and it’s definitely not a right. It’s more of a disconnect from reality due to the distortion of our expectations from our culture and society.Now matter how long we expect to hide the truth of what our children are truly eating behind an alternative word, we can only do this for so long until they discover the truth for themselves. How they react is up to them; but why hide the truth when they can learn from it?Though some may argue children are not old enough to make their own decisions, it has been proven by psychologists that children know right from wrong by the age of 6 months!But really, why is it that we call the flesh of a chicken… Chicken and the flesh of a pig… Pork? One can’t help but question the appearance of these animals and wonder if this has something to do with the way an animal looks; Who would eat a cute fluffy kitten? Now consider who would eat a pork? What’s a pork?
In reality, we try to separate what we consider ours from what we consider theirs and make them too separate ideas in our mind. But let’s face it; you can only lie to yourself and worse yet, your son or daughter for so long. The day will come when they wonder, “Mommy, what is pork made of?”
Is it safe or accurate to say that all children will be okay with eating a cute pig with a swirly tail that was hormonally overgrown to be slaughtered for their hot dog? Besides, studies proves that individuals who grow up having animal-human relationships and interactions are fair more likely to value life, respect, and compassion for everyone – animals and humans, alike. So why not just tell them the truth and allow them to choose their own path; because when we step out of own heads, fairytales at some point end, but the lies of what is being put into our bodies doesn’t until we take a stand and make that happen.
Although in fantasies and fairytales the ending is always happy, the life of an animal being raised for your taste-buds, is not; nor is your body in a casket as the result.
Regardless of how long we like to think we can hide behind words and our own perceptions of reality, it’s only a matter of time before we wake into reality wishing we never did because it’s too late to change of fix the past we lived insensitively to those around us.