Suffering for my Principles

Heading back from Bigtown with a freshly serviced stealth bike this afternoon, I had to pick up some sausages on my way home. This meant a choice: the butcher in town, who does nice sausages but from pork of unknown provenance and hence probably intensively reared pigs. Or the farm shop and shortbread emporium out on the edge of town, which does equally nice if somewhat pricier sausages but from its own outdoor reared pork, which means happy (albeit now obviously dead) pigs

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And an extra mile or five added to the ride back…

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It’s a tough choice.

10 Responses to Suffering for my Principles

  1. It’s over 40 years ago now, but it still sticks in my memory. I read a series of letters to the Editor of the Guardian which started on animal welfare and compassionate farming, which drew a response from someone expressing a utilitarian viewpoint. It was crowned by a philosophy professor who opined that, if utilitarianism is about tolerating some suffering if it is balanced by greater good elsewhere because the best net result is achieved, then if a chicken has had a happy life, it is positively your DUTY to eat it.

  2. ballsofwool says:

    Ahem, rule number one: don’t ask how sausages are made.

  3. welshcyclist says:

    You are extremely lucky, if only we all were able to have that choice! An extra mile or five to make pigs happier, brilliant. Cheers.

  4. Charles says:

    If I cycle 6 miles I can get a dozen free range eggs from a farm, and pay less than Aldi. It is not as pretty as the above but we do get the occasional deer and obviously assorted livestock. That takes about 30 to 40 minutes, the Somerset levels have concealed hills…

    Do you get ethical spuds as well?

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