(The following appeared in the comment section of The Telegraph article I posted yesterday.)
Lizzy - They all look like American dentists to me! [Referring to the American dentist that killed an aged lion in Zimbabwe recently.] What happens to the bulls at the end of the 'run; are they allowed to grow old gracefully on some lush Spanish pasture? No, didn't think so.
fiskeharrison - Please tell me which of the one billion cattle that form the global herd end up in lush pastures? None. Not one. The point is facile. They all end up on the plate. Would you like to know the only ones that grow up for five years in lush pastures rather than eighteen months (the article contains a misprint) in corrals or factory farms? Toros bravos, Spanish fighting bulls. Do you know how this unique form of raising cattle is paid for, how they can afford to keep them at one tenth the population density of normal cattle? Because there is a tenfold premium on the price of the meat, which comes directly from the box-office of the bullring. In that twenty minutes in the plaza de toros, the bull earns the cost of its upkeep. Even the animal rights philosopher Mark Rowlands admitted the life and death of fighting bull is better than that of a meat cow. And since we eat meat only for entertainment, from where does your rather pompously phrased moral high horse derive?
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