Inventory

Should I feel something for your loss? Should empathy be kicking in? Because it's not. Is the victim you or your livestock turned dead before you could make a buck? So walk me through this tragedy? Is it that they never lived long enough to have their throat slit on an assembly line? Be butchered alive 1000 at a time? That they died for free before they could be strung up, hung up, hooked through the heels and have their young ripped away straight out of the cage, to never see the light of day? What you're grieving for is a thing called Inventory. Your business model is a thing called the loss of life. You say it like you had some other plan much less despicable for them. The only tragedy I see is the one that lives here all the time. You feed and feed at the trough of greed. We are the factory fire, the infectious disease. I feel nothing for your thwarted transaction, like you feel nothing when you look into their eyes. I'm feeling less and less for a world that never did or will think twice. Just takes and takes and bleeds it till it breaks, then looks around for something else to dominate. Cull or be culled.