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Slightly morbid first post, but it comes with a moral.

Not so fun a fact, but a fact nonetheless. This is from my days on a 1. 5 million chicken raise farm.

In a barn of a quarter million new chicks, approximately .5 to 1% are effected at the fetal stage by bacteria, however survive the infection and birth severely deformed. Once in a house that will raise them from chick till birth, this 1% equals 2500 chickens that will consume overhead, water, feed, but due to deformity will also not survive till adult hood. 36 days is the typical cycle of chickens to be raised, but even if they were left to eat and water for 2 weeks, 2500 fast growing chicks can put away a lot of money's worth of sustenance. An investment that will see no return, seeing as how they will die before market.


So, for the first week or so the trucks of chickens comes in, for about 2 hours a day, you walk around a barn full of a quarter million of these adorable little creatures, trying to spot 1 legged chicks, backwards heads, one winged, and any with black dots... and you snap there poor little heads, and toss them in a trash bag tied to your waste. I never enjoyed doing it, it actually was very painful each and every time, and I never numbed to it.

So to the moral. Not that each and every daily consumable requires you to sit down and put hours of conscious thought into what all was behind it's course to end up in front of you, but as seekers of knowledge I feel we definitely have a bit of a responsibility to increase our appreciation of the things we have, because we truly can't fathom what all it took to reach your hands. Whether it was an industrial death, or a little kid crying on a chicken farm in the middle of nowhere every time he had to break a cute little baby chicks neck. Just remember when that mobile page is taking a second longer than usual to load up (or 10 seconds long if you have att) to be thankful.

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