http://www.deependdining.com/2006/05/2-live-food-or-fresh-and-furious-live.htmlI by chance came across this on the internet. This has to be THE most apalling thing I have ever read, in a long, long, long time.
Things like frying the body of a fish, whilst keeping its head out of the oil, so it remains conscious. Talk of 'drunken shrimp' where the shrimp or prawns are thrown into saki to knock some of the fight out of them, so their heads can be twisted off and their insides sucked out whilst they still live. Same with lobsters, eaten still twitching.
I just left them a VERY unpleasant message, although not sure if the comment will be approved, although some angry ones have. Mine was, as most here, knowing my love of animals could possibly get within a few parsecs of comprehending, particularly virulent however, so it might never show.
Picking the shell off lobsters so they could be cut up and eaten raw whilst they still have elastic bands upon their claws to prevent attack. Jesus H christ. I warn people, only read that if you are able to tolerate stomaching the reading of a most appalling pack of atrocities. Talking of 'maybe their soul tastes sweeter when you eat them still alive because of the suffering and pain'
I'll not go further, but anyone want to comment on that, feel free. It was old, date-wise, but I thought it worth necro-ing for them, to remind them of how they deserve to scream as they are tortured in the afterlife, should there be one. Just so I could vent my spleen (and I did, trust me, now I'm going to need a spleen transplant if it doesn't recover soon, because I just drained it drier than the head of one of those living prawns dumped whole and alive in saki before having their brains sucked out.)
Sick, sick little fucks. What shocked me, was it isn't restricted as a practice to oriental countries, who can be well said to be known for some hideous culinary practices perpetrated upon living beings, but there are places in america where this is done under the table, by special request. If ONLY I lived in the US, I'd after reading that, probably end up devoting my lifetime to detecting these places and subjecting all who work there, the owner/s, and anybody caught either asking for such dishes or eating them/having them present on the table, and slowly, slowly torturing them all to death, eating them alive just before, as they begged, screaming torrents of their own shit, for me to finish them off with a rusty old clawhammer. Which I'd bring along, but never use to kill any of these evil, evil filthy trash. I'd use it only for breaking fingers and toes and removing teeth to prevent them attacking me whilst tied to their chairs awaiting their turn, as they watch the chef or diner before them slowly eaten alive.
Just to see what their souls taste like, if my victims taste any different upon that last bite, the one straw that breaks the camel's back, so to speak. Eating of the same tissue type each time, so any change, on the fatal bite, would be due to the flavour of their tortured souls being devoured.
And then of course, nick the fishtanks, take off any movement-disabling measures like elastic bands on the claws of lobsters and crabs, and return them all, alive and unharmed, to their proper environments to live out the lives they have the right to live out. And IF caught and killed, then done so properly and humanely. Not by flaying them alive and eating the flesh whilst they twitch and look at the person doing it.
Shit christ. I have not seen ANYTHING which has made me quite this viciously angry in a long fucking time. And were I close enough, you can just bet that those responsible would all die screaming. Eventually. Although some would have to wait a very long time, as I imagine eating somebody is fairly filling, even children would be a fair few steaks worth:tard:
So most would have to sit there, partially flayed, alive, and sprinkled with salt and chilli, maybe some of my own fly agaric marinade. I've never tried that with person before....whilst I rest and digest, shit out the first to be eaten and feed all those poor aquatic creatures with their offal and other internal organs, rest, take a nap after smoking a couple of bongs, so the ones to come as anything other than the starter for my meal, they'd have to suffer whilst I slept, the sound of their agonized, tortured, incandescent shrieks of pain lulling me to sleep whilst I have my midnight stogie. Although definitely, I'd make sure to un-leash the aquatic critters, and feed them some people-pieces, so they were well cared for before their release.
Shit, Ren, here, and Al, all the way over in the land of oz would hear what was happening and know full damn well, what was going down if I ever, EVER find a restaurant serving up living animals like this. They'd be able to hear the howls and whimpers and the tearing of strips of muscle followed by the sprinkle of a salt-grinder full of rocky sea-salt pebbles (IMO sea-salt has much more flavour to it than just plain NaCl, its richer), before eventually, after giving it a good cooking, tearing off the attached piece and starting to munch.
Shit, these bastards, they simply MUST be NTs. For NO autistic would ever do such a terrible, torturous thing to an animal.
Ever heard of jumping salad? gladdening my heart, these can result in people getting sick and slowly wasting away to death, due to parasites that aren't killed since they are not cooked. This is a different kind of jumping shrimp, that uses freshwater species. They 'cook' them in chili and lime juice, and serve them alive, as the irritant effects of the acid and chili in their eyes and gills and on their flesh makes them suffer, and jump around the plate in a frenzy, trying to escape the pain. Some of the cunts that serve that shit in the fields they harvest the shrimp from, or grab a fish and bite out its insides whilst it still lives, to suck the flesh off its living torso, if you can call the middle of a fish a 'torso'. And there are freshwater snails hosting parasitic schistosomes, which pass through snails, then fish and shrimp as intermediate hosts, before ending up in an inadvertent, end step host. The 'human' who eats these living, acid and chili-covered shrimp in salads then wasting away slowly and dying in the utmost misery.
Good to see the creatures getting their own back, even if it must be after being tortured, from beyond their watery little crustacean graves.