Eating meat if you had to kill your intake?

So the lesson here is to eat more meat, but not livestock (too dangerous), not try and rope deer, and get rid of all the peanut butter.
 
As a hunter since I could walk (literally, my dad took me hunting when I was in diapers :D) I could say if suddenly no-one was prepping/selling meat my life probably wouldn't be so bad...


If anything I'd probably be hunting/fishing more often, which I love to do anyways.
 
It's interesting how the original question related to personal issues- willingness to deal with the taking of a life, to get your hands in the guts.

But, like many things, it becomes more than a personal issue- even my initial answer was predicated on the crazy not-a-kibbutz household we have. We feed 9 people day in and day out, so we've already made a necessary transition to buying (and sometimes harvesting) whole animals as much as possible.

There is a broader context to this- from the arguably unbalanced and destructive factory meat 'manufacturing' industry to wildlife management for hunting to the increased efficiency of use from groups larger than individuals (but smaller than towns) sharing out whole beeves, goats, deer, elk, etc.

So, to translate my initial into other terms- my actual consumption of meat may or may not differ, but my participation in meat use would increase. Though my particular increase would be less than many others- or rather, my Household's increase would be less than others, as we already try to utilize whole animals, even if we don't butcher them all. Goat from the local halal farmer dude comes pre killed and skinned, but it's REALLY cheap if you tell him you want to do the processing yourself. And for various cultural reasons, we aren't really great choices to just go into his shop and participate in the butchering. But hunting or things like backyards ducks and such we butcher entirely.
 
We used to butcher a beef and a hog in the late fall, (Before freezers). We would hang them and our deer in the smoke house and they would stay frozen until spring. Through the winter we would take a saw and go out and saw a chunk off to bring into the root cellar to thaw out for use. When spring came around we would smoke or can what was left. Mother canned the chickens.

The deer I shot last November is still in a big cooler in the garage and still frozen like a rock. That's the one up side of living in the Dakota's. I shot the deer, cut it and bagged it that afternoon and by the next night it was frozen solid just sitting outside in the cooler with the lid open.
 
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