
Slaughter Before Sunset: A Month on the Lawson Livestock Farm
Pigs scream. Sheep close their eyes and give up. Inquisitive cattle step in to the slaughterhouse bobbing their heads; nervous ones refuse to enter. There is only one death but there are many ways to do it. Any livestock farmer knows that. But it is not a profound knowledge to be contemplated with gently misting eyes, overlooking the acreage from the tip of some stark yet beautiful hill. It’s bon appétit. Continue reading Slaughter Before Sunset: A Month on the Lawson Livestock Farm