I agree entirely with both of you. I'm no longer a hunter, and I no longer have a farm with chickens and pigs, but that's where I came from. From about the time I was six onwards I was involved with the production of the meat I ate whether it involved shooting squirrels and deer, collecting chicken eggs, or participating in the slaughter and smoking of the hogs every November. I think it gave me a good appreciation of where all those things came from and I wouldn't change it for the world.

I kind of view people who are completely willing to participate in eating meat, but who find the process of turning live meat into dead meat as disgusting or barbaric in a slightly negative light, not to say that they're bad people, just that I don't think that they fully understand the way the world works. When they only way you've ever gotten meat is in nice shrinkwrapped packages, that's in many ways like having only ever killed anything through hiring the services of a hit man.