Let’s do the Math…

So Kate Gosselin has gone and got herself some chickens- because that makes perfect sense.  Let me remind you that this is the same woman who has already gotten rid of her pure bred German Shepard dogs because “it’s not fair to the dogs to not be wanted in their own home” and, of course, the infamous “I’m too busy” line of BS.

And now she’s decided to get some chickens.  Fantastic.

“I buy four, five, or more dozen eggs a week,” she said. “That’s it, we’re getting chickens.”

Right.  Let’s do the math.  We will just use five dozen eggs as our base, so let’s see…

5  x 12 = 60 eggs bought/used per week

60 x 4 = 240 eggs per month

240 x 12 = 2,880 eggs per year

2,880 x 16 = 46,080 eggs hypothetically eaten by the time the children turn 18.

As a way of celebrating their hard work and their first egg harvest, Kate decided to make a special dinner of egg salad sandwiches, deviled eggs and egg custard. The family enjoyed the dinner but it got off to a disgusting start when they went to retrieve the eggs and found a bloodied rooster.

Celebrating the loss of nearly three thousand lives.  Yes.  Lives.  And even if you don’t care about the eggs “because you don’t have to kill the chickens to get the eggs,” those chickens are not living a natural or free life.  They will be contained in a pen until Kate and the kids gets sick of them or don’t feel like taking care of them, then they will be killed for food.  Oh, right.  They won’t get eaten,

The boys, Collin, Aaden and Joel, enjoyed other things as well, like naming the chickens — Fluffy, Fuzzy, Furry — and pondering the concept of farm animals: “We’re never going to eat our pet chickens,” they decided.

And that, my fine fellows, is the whole crux of the thing, isn’t it?

Children are taught to place animals into moral categories. This animal is a pet, we don’t eat our pets.  This animal is for eating, this one is for living at a zoo, etc.  We have been desensitized to food production and it’s time we woke up.