I’ve killed chickens (chopped off heads), lambs (slit throats) skinned a goat at my grandfathers farm. All were then cooked by my Gran.
Loving the “I’m really cool and macho and everyone who questions vaguely my reasoning is a prat” responses that STW is producing these days.
Did you one day wake up and decide, “I’m really bored today, let’s learn how to break an animal’s neck”? And everyone who can’t do this amazing skill, how dare they eat carnivorous food? As you say, Jesus wept.