Evil in our midst
But my own image of evil is the slaughterhouse. Of the many thousands of people with whom I have become acquainted throughout my life, very few, I am certain, would be capable of spending a day in a slaughterhouse, killing one animal after another, an entire day spent killing the innocent.
The unpleasant tasks we cannot bring ourselves to carry out, we allow others to do for us. No one really thinks about the slaughterhouse, the absolute terror of the animal, the ugly act of killing, the butchery that follows.
It is all out of sight, thank God. How can good people allow this mass slaughter to occur daily in factories not far from any of us?
Gerry Boland
Keadue
Co Roscommon
