I have never been to a slaughter house. I don't think I even want to go there. Yes I am a coward. But I am not half as cowardly as the huge mass of people that inhabit this world. The people who choose to turn a blind eye towards ruthless murder that has become a part of the everyday life. The murder of animals. Is 'taste' such an important thing? Is 'leather' necessary? Is the use of animal fur so critical? Will the world come to a halt if ornaments made of bones and tusks are not used? Does your god really demand Animal sacrifice?

We think only in the terms of Humans. It's like nothing else exists. Nothing else has feelings and emotions. We fear for our own life, but don't think twice before taking the life of another. We are all involved in this crime. Who gave us the right to kill the ones that do not speak our language? Who are we, to decide it is ok to slash an animal's throat and spill its blood to the ground? Who are we to decide to boil them alive? Who are we to decide that it's okay to skin them alive just because we need a handbag?

The truth is that, we know that our importance in this world is close to zero. We know that even if we seize to exist, the world will move on. We know that we are 'nobody'. And therefore we choose to make our existence felt by causing unimaginable pain to everything else that actually matters.