My dad used to work on the killing floor in Japan when we were running low on money. We were immigrant and don't have any friends nor family here. My Dad was sentimental so daily routine of slaughtering pigs and cows start to get to his system even when most of it was done by machine. His boss usually give the workers bonus meat so we often only had meat on our table because we were saving money. I remember the look on his face when he ate it, like disgust or something. like he suddenly remember a few hours ago that thing was screaming for it life before getting their head chopped off by machine, blood splattered on clear glass seperating them from the workers. He watch those animals being mutilated and pack them to sterofoam container. "Fresh meat sell well" they said. I remember him avoiding the kitchen and freezer where my mom store the meat and starve himself to the point of sickness but had to keep doing it because he had no other jobs. I'm not him, but this story is a massive trigger for me. I literally struggling with the urge to throw up. It was really good tho, props to you guys
this reminds me a lot of freefall with how the victim was forced into a massive horrific area similar to where they'd just been after hearing someone speak vague words, wonder if they're connected
I noticed that this episode, Freefall, Alone and Lost John's Cave all have the same notion of the character being forced into an horrific area that doesn't seem to end. Coincidentally, all of them besides Alone have someone disappearing in this area, and they all play on the fact that the character ends up entirely alone where they are
@@adarkertriad yeah, I think I wrote this before the entities were really talked about since I was listening blind, looking back that's probably why though
@@lhumyaki don't forget the second "church of the divine host" one where the guy was in the church and his light went out and he walked for more than a minute even though it should barely have taken a second to cross the church floor.
Fun facts about cows and pigs: Cows have relationships, they have genuine connections with not just their families, but also with friends. The friends can be any species but cows will get exited to spend time with them and morn when they’re gone. Pigs are one of the most intelligent animals in the world, right behind primates, octopi, and dolphins Cows enjoy listening to music Pigs are very clean (we’ve all heard that one) but they ALSO have a love for interior design, and like to decorate their living spaces with flowers Cows like games including but not limited to fetch Mother cows hide their babies in tall grass to keep them hidden from predators, farm cows have also started doing this-to keep their babies hidden from the humans that take them away. Cows who are rescued from farms tend to stop doing this after they learn it’s safe. All cows and pigs have their own personalities and different likes/dislikes
@@damien678 there’s a sliding scale but all of them have some level of feelings and intelligence -except for like muscles and oysters and jellyfish, I don’t think they mind much of anything
That guy needs to go work in some chemical/physical research centers - he will stop seeing people as meat and start see *everything* as complex amalgmation of basic particles.
This reminds me of episode 28, when they saw the phrase "Silk will not stitch the butcher's meat" inside the Cambridge hospital, and in the episode "The man upstairs" where that dude had a bunch of meat nailed to the wall.
for anyone new to this going through the playlist for the first time: the writer is not a vegetarian but has gone on the record saying he considers dolphins people and would eat human meat. make of that what you will.
I would absolutely eat human meat, if it was someones dying wish or something. If they're making that wish in a sound state of mind and its 100% consensual, I'm down to try some roast leg of person.
@@jm4rshh Not really... If it comes from someone dead, good luck, you can't really do it legally. An option: an American guy who had to have his leg amputated was allowed to bring it home with him and cooked a bit of it. Another option is placenta meat... Or your own fingers idk lol
Why is no one talking about the part where he says that it may have human carcasses as well, but without the head and limbs it was hard from differenceate it from pig?? This is made even more disturbing by that cannibal (Armin Meweis) who said that human flesh tasted like pig meat. Wtf
@@macabrecitrus2127 they function similarly too, sometimes pig organs are used for human surgeries source: my stepmom has a pig artery pumping blood in her body
I have to say, I don't eat many vegetables and a lot of my diet consists of meat and this episode made me feel sick, Jonny you amazing bastard you did it again
This story nearly managed what videos from slaughterhouses never did. (Nearly.) The atmosphere, emotions, the storytelling - it was amazing and I really loved the idea showing what people working there feels. No one talks about them, so that was new! One of the best episodes so far.
The subversion of expectations that the cleanliness of these devices are what unsettles this person is so good. The look and sound of animal slaughter is familiar, and this liminal space is too clean. I love that idea
ARCHIVIST Statement of David Laylow, regarding his time working at an industrial abattoir near Dalston. Original statement given September the 1st, 2013. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London. Statement begins. ARCHIVIST (STATEMENT) I used to work at a slaughterhouse. A ‘meat processing plant’. I won’t say which one. I don’t want to get in any trouble. It was up near Dalston, though, so you can probably figure it out. Not so many around out there as to make it hard. Not so many around anywhere. It’s not something most folks want nearby. It smells awful if you’re not used to it and people tell me they get a weird vibe. I never did, at least not before all this happened. Maybe that says something about me, though. There’s not so much difference between people and animals, you know? Not saying that I’d be keen to kill a person, or that humans are all stupid. No, I’m saying that animals are smarter than you give them credit for. They look dumb, sure, but I know what I’m talking about when I say that every damn animal in that place knew exactly why they were there. You don’t need to be smart to know when you’re surrounded by your own mutilation. When I first started I did a lot of the driving, and right from loading them up, you can hear it in their whining. They know what’s going on, they know where they’re going. I’ve heard a lot of engineering oand science types talk about “stressors”, “novelty” or “cortisol levels” when discussing how best to avoid “triggering fear or flight responses”. If it lets them keep enjoying their steak, they can use whatever words they want to, but every wide-eyed cow I’ve ever put into a squeeze chute knows exactly where that ride ends. You hear grisly tales about the torment of animals in the slaughterhouse, and the things done to them by the cold, relentless machinery, but so often the casual human brutality is overlooked. A worker and an abattoir are rated on many things, and one of them is how cruel or distressing they are for the livestock passing through. If you’re abusive to your animals, you won’t get as high a rating, but that’s about it. You’re not going to lose your job unless you really overstep the line, and sometime you have a bad day. The sort of day that it feels good to work out on a bit of pig flesh, as it goes towards its end. I mean, I wouldn’t really have said that sort of cruelty was common beyond the occasional kick or sometimes using an electric prod when it wasn’t needed. It was just that, if you did see it, you didn’t care. And you knew that no-one would care if they saw you do it. For all the braying and whining and screaming, in the end it was all just noisy meat. Weirdest thing is, you start to kind of see people as meat too. Not in a food sort of way, you know. I don’t wanna eat my co-workers. It’s just that, when you spend all day taking these living, breathing creatures - animals that move and cry and tremble in fear - and you turn them into lifeless blocks of dead flesh, it’s hard to believe in any special spark that makes us humans any different. We run and shout and file on through our lives as simply as any cow, and after a while you can’t help but realise that we could turn into a lifeless carcass just as easily. Easier, even, given how much smaller we are. I mean, I’m not some weird killer or anything, but after a while it’s hard not to see everyone as moving meat. I used to work on the killing floor, you know? Not long. You’re not allowed to work on it for long. In your whole life, I mean. I don’t know what the exact amount of time you’re allowed to do it for is, but it’s pretty short. I only worked it for a few months, and now I can’t work on any killing floor anywhere. Ever. It’s actually a weight lifted, the knowledge you don’t have to do it anymore, but you’re still there, aren’t you? It’s not like you’ve left the slaughterhouse. I heard once that those rules came in after they did some research in America. This must have been sixty years back now, but they started to look into the crime and murder rates of abattoir workers who manned the killing floor. Of the people who’d worked the killing floor for over ten years, do you know what percentage went on to commit murder? One hundred percent. I don’t know if that’s true. Tony Mulholland told it to me once, when he quit the place. Maybe he was just trying to mess with my head or make a point, but it feels right. I mean, I only did it for a few months, but you kill enough things that don’t want to be killed and you start to look at person’s head and wonder where you’d need to place the bolt gun. I’m sorry, I know this isn’t why I’m here, I just feel like I’ve got to try and make you understand what it’s like, killing things and butchering their flesh for a living. I mean, I don’t do it anymore, obviously. Still, you’ve got to understand where I’m coming from. It all started on the killing floor. I was in charge of the bolt gun. Technically, the animals we slaughter are killed by bleeding them out, something about the meat quality, I think, but it’s the bolt gun that means they don’t notice. They call it “stunning”, but that’s never sat quite right with me. You drive a bolt right into the animal’s brain, destroying just the right part of it so that they can be bled without resistance, and apparently without pain. I’ve only ever done the stunning; I’ve never been on the bleed crew, so I guess in some ways you could say I’ve never actually killed any of the animals. And sure, maybe they might still have a bit of movement in them after the bolt, and maybe their heart still beats, but for all they talk about “stunning” or “irreversible brain damage”, pulling that trigger sure felt like killing to me. There was another man who worked the floor, bleeding the animals. His name was Tom Haan, and I had never really spoke to him. For the longest time I wasn’t even sure how much English he spoke - he was from China, I think, and hardly ever said a word. The first time I really heard his voice was that day, the day it all started. I’d been feeling strange about work ever since I started on the killing floor, and had finally asked to be moved positions. Now, the official company policy was that any request to leave the killing floor has to be granted, but in practice no-one asks to be moved. It shows a weakness that most of the people working there aren’t comfortable with. I did it anyway, and had just received word that, from the following day, I was being moved to butchering the carcasses. I don’t remember how I felt. My feelings weren’t really working back then. Anyway, it was as I was processing the last of the cows for that day that Tom Haan came over. I didn’t really pay him much attention, but he leaned close, gripped my shoulder and said to me in perfect English, “You cannot stop slaughter by closing the door.” I felt a chill pass through me, and I wanted to turn round and demand to know what he was talking about, but he’d already returned to the bleeding crew. I was a bit shaken for the rest of the day, and knowing that these were the last animals I’d need to actually kill made each pull of the trigger harder, not easier. I just turned off my mind and let my mechanical motions take over. Cow into the holding pen, lock its head in place, gun against temple, pull the trigger. Over and over again, until I felt like I was almost in a trance. It was the silence that finally brought me back to myself. I was waiting for the next in the line of cattle to be herded into the room, and I noticed that I couldn’t hear anything. There wasn’t the scared lowing of the animals, the far-off whine of saws or the rumble of any one of the hundreds of machines that hum and churn to keep the abattoir running. I waited and waited, but no more cows came. Looking around I couldn’t see anyone. There was no clock in that room, nor did I wear a watch. A buzzer would usually sound when breaks rolled around, and I hadn’t heard anything. No more cattle seemed to be coming, so I put down the bolt gun, and walked over towards the bleeding area. There was nobody there, and more than that, the place looked clean. Spotless. As though no blood had ever been spilled there. Had I stood there, passed out or something? Had the day ended and the place been cleaned and I hadn’t even noticed? I headed towards the exit door, deciding that I’d either find someone to ask what was happening, or I’d just go home. The door opened onto a corridor that I didn’t recognise. It looked like any other corridor in the slaughterhouse, except that it wasn’t the one that lead towards the exit. I went to try the other doors that lead out of the killing floor, but none of them went to the places I remembered them going. Behind each was another hallway that seemed to lead deeper into the abattoir. I stood there for a few moments, and I genuinely pinched myself. I had to be dreaming or hallucinating or something. It wasn’t a dream, though, or a vision. Everything had changed, and I was somewhere new.
I surprised myself a bit with how quickly I accepted this situation. I went out the door I originally went towards, thinking that if I didn’t know the layout of this building, then I might as well start by trying to follow the old route out as much I could. The corridors just seemed to lead into each other, though, and soon I was completely lost. I did notice, though, that some of them appeared to have rails along the top, like those used to move the hanging carcasses. Some of them even had hooks on, shiny and clean. These rails would never normally follow the passages of the slaughterhouse like this, and that fact bothered me, though I’m not quite sure why. I called out, at least at first, hoping that there was someone, somewhere in this maze, who might hear me and answer. There was nothing. Some doors led into empty rooms, containing only still clean machinery. Meat-bone separators, splitting saws, scald tanks, each standing there, shining and silent. Waiting. I didn’t hang around long in those rooms. As I said, I don’t wear a watch, so I don’t know how long I wandered. It felt like hours, though. Eventually, I turned a corner to see a small, metal staircase spiralling upwards. I had no reason to think I was below ground level at all, but it was the first thing I had found that wasn’t just twisting corridors and silent rooms, so I went up. The stairs curved upwards for a very long time. When I reached the next floor, my heart sank to see more corridors stretching away from me, though these ones all had the meat rails snaking along the ceilings, and many of them were unlit. I stayed out of the darker passages. One of them had a window looking out, and all I could see outside was a metal abattoir roof stretching away to the horizon. The sky was a dull pink - the colour of blood being washed into a drain. I left the window very quickly. Finally, by complete chance, I noticed a door I recognised. It was the dark green exit door that should lead out of the building. I didn’t even stop to consider that it might not lead outside; I just opened it and stepped through. My feet didn’t land on the tarmac of the outside. They didn’t land on the concrete or metal or tile of the slaughterhouse floor, either. It was dark, so I didn’t immediately realise what I was treading on, except that it shifted slightly under my weight. I looked to either side, and saw the metal barriers penning me in, and the conveyor belt beneath me began to move. I realised where I was, where it would lead, and I screamed. Turning to run, I almost expected a horde of cattle behind me, pressing me onwards as the runs are designed to make them, but there was nothing there, and I fled out the door. I slammed it behind me and… and I began to cry. It was like something numb within me had shattered, and I couldn’t… I just couldn’t. It was as I sat there, collapsed against the wall, that I started to smell it. The coppery-sweet scent of blood. It had a strange sort of comfort to it, as it was the smell of the slaughterhouse as I had known it, before I found my way to wherever I was now. I began to follow it, just walking along, turning wherever the odour of blood was strongest. And it did get stronger, much stronger. As I turned corners and walked through dark rooms, the smell became thick, pungent, far more than it had ever been before. By the time I stood outside the dull steel door it came from, I could barely breath. From the other side came a loud, mechanical churning. I shouldn’t have opened it, but where else was I going to go? It led to a small catwalk, around the edge of a large, circular room. No, large doesn’t do it justice. It was… immense. I could barely see the other side of it, far in the distance. All around the edges were the ends of conveyor belts, and I could see butchered carcasses rolling off them, feeding into the vast pit that took up the rest of the room. The pile of stinking, bloody bodies, more than I could count. Pigs, cattle, sheep, I think I even saw a few humans in the pile, though without heads or limbs it’s hard to tell the difference between them and pigs. The vast heap shifted and moved, as something mechanical far below chewed through it, but it was always being topped up, fed by those conveyor belts, carcasses falling limply on top of each other like dolls. I couldn’t see the bottom, though whatever was processing the pile was so loud as to almost drown out my thoughts. What else could I do, but turn around once again, and run? I don’t have the faintest idea how long I ran for. All I know is that eventually I fell to my knees in the dark and I lay there for a while. The sound and smell of the pit had faded away, and I began to hear another sound, the chunking thud of a bolt gun. At this point I was just about sick of following strange noises and smells around that goddamn place, so I turned around and started walking the other way. It didn’t help. Whichever way I went, the sound just seemed to get louder, echoing through the empty hallways. When I opened the door back onto the killing floor, I just didn’t have any surprise left inside of me. Sitting there, in front of the stunning box, was Tom Haan. He was facing away from me, but I could see him, slowly and deliberately, placing the bolt gun against different parts of himself - his legs, his stomach, his shoulders - and pulling the trigger. By the time I reached him, he was little more than a mass of bleeding wounds. He mutely handed me the bolt gun and I took it. With his one working hand, he guided my arm until the gun rested against the centre of his forehead. But he didn’t make me fire it. I did that myself. He fell limp to the floor. I don’t know if he was dead, but I hope so. I’d hate it if that place had to bleed him. The door behind him led to a corridor I recognised, and the next door I found marked ‘Exit’ opened to a sunny day so bright that I could barely see. There were people there, other workers, but no-one paid me any attention. I left the slaughterhouse, and didn’t go back. I kept expecting the police to call me about Tom, but I never heard his name mentioned again. Not even when I handed in my resignation. I wish I felt bad about his death, but I don’t. I don’t feel anything at all. ARCHIVIST Statement ends. Hmm. More meat. Interesting. I had Sasha do some basic corroboration of the particulars of Mr. Laylow’s tale, and everything appears to be more or less accurate. He was employed by Aver Meats in Dalston from April 2010 to the 12th of July 2013, at which point left his post, which was confirmed to be the stunning the cattle for processing, in the middle of his shift, along with Thomas Haan, one of his colleagues. They left through the main entrance, ignoring the other workers, though no-one reported them acting strangely aside from that. Neither returned to the abattoir, and Tom Haan has not been seen since. We contacted Mr. Laylow for a follow-up statement, which he gave readily enough, though it largely deals with his lingering problems eating meat, which I would say are symptoms of PTSD, but he has strongly declined to seek treatment. Tim and Martin had a bit more luck investigating Tom Haan, though only really enough to confirm that he seems to have completely vanished following his departure from Aver Meats on the 12th of July. No missing person report was filed, and he appears to have had no friends or family. The landlord of the house he rented in Walthamstow, claims that the last rent he received from Haan was at the beginning of July. This landlord was quite put out when he disappeared, as apparently he had been renting a house in Clarence Road for almost a decade, and it was in quite a state of disrepair when he left. Immigration authorities are somewhat useless. They have informed us that he missed a meeting with his advisor later that year, but it wasn’t until October, so gives us little to go on. His bank account has also registered no activity since July the 6th. No official effort has been made to locate him, and the police were reluctant to open a new case, so we didn’t push it. There’s little else to be looked into, as Mr. Laylow’s description of an endless slaughterhouse is, to put it generously, unverifiable. That said, there have recently been moves by Aver Meats to extend their Dalston plant. They have planning permission, but are apparently having trouble retaining builders, four of which have already quit. Only one of them, Darren Lacey, agreed to talk to us, but all he would say to Tim was that the building “already seemed to be way too big.” And he said he couldn’t get over the smell of blood. End recording.
Don’t feel pressured to go totally cold turkey all at once! It’s a really difficult transition to make and you’ll be more likely to end up quitting if you think that every mistake is means to completely start over. Make little changes and don’t move on to the next change until the ones you’ve made become like second nature-remember you don’t have to be perfect-any change you can make helps
i have really big fear of never ending buildings and things like that (freefall wans't very enjoyable episode for me either, because of the never ending sky) and now after this episode i feel like crying,,,congrats guys,,,,you broke me, love this podcast, 10/10, i'm probably going to become a vegetarian
I feel like people fall in a trance VERY OFTEN in this series, remember first aid and the people exiting? Or the Johns’ cave, where the lady couldn’t remember the video? This has to mean something, even if I still can’t figure out what.. Also it seems that many people enter other dimensions in many ways. That guy inside the cult church in growing darker, the priest in the two-episodes story, the girl in Alone, the skydiver.. Can’t wait to finish at least season 1, I need to figure things out!
Worked at some meat packing plants and to be fair, it's not as bad as the stories seem to make it. It stinks and is kinda gross, but that's about it. Won't become vegetarian over this. The endless industrial building, on the other hand, scary stuff. Those industrial sites are all the same, with long dark corridors, identical doors and lighting that's always... a bit too dim. You get lost in them very easily, until you memorize the layout. Something about the descriptions of being trapped in an endless one here was more disturbing than a slaughter of animals ever could be.
I was looking for a comment by someone who actually worked at a slaughterhouse. Is it true that you can only work a certain amount of time on the killing floor for your whole lifespan, or was that bit made up for dramatic effect? Also: are meatpacking plant and slaughterhouse synonyms? Are there notable differences between the two?
@@TheEirnk Slaughterhouse is where the animals are killed and the carcasses prepared. Packing plant is where it is portioned, processed and packed. So you work with raw meat in the packing plant, there are butchers cutting and preparing it, but the actual killing happens elsewhere, closer to the farms - transporting carcasses is easier than transporting live animals. Don't know for sure about the time limit for slaughterhouse workers... but it sounds made up. Up until around WW2, most towns had smaller, dedicated ones and most farmers killed their own animals at home. So I doubt it really gets THAT unbearable. Maybe in those big industrial ones? Can't say for sure. But it does sound more like instrument for drama and/or some kind of urban legend.
"No. Large doesn't do it justice. It was, I M M E N C E." 15:50 Edit: "Hm. More meat. Interesting." 19:23 I don't know why but I found these extremely funny.
the theme of places altering to become seemingly endless, especially after someone utters a strange phrase to the current main character, is definitely a pattern i'm noticing. i feel like i should go back and keep track of the phrases, with each episode i'm more tempted to write notes down.
As they should man. Everything described in the "real" half of this episode is 100% real. The things we do to millions of living, feeling things on a regular basis is completely fucked and it speaks volumes that most people would rather just try their best to ignore it than to just give up their steaks and burgers. This is real. Face the consequences.
I don't try to ignore it. It makes me sad but I could never survive on a meat-free diet. I look into where I'm getting the meat from and how humane they are, that's the best I can do.
@@therakshawolf Same, I have lots of health issues and it breaks my heart to think about how much pain the animals must go through. At some points I have even considered just letting myself deal with the health issues and early and painful death that would come with not eating animals just to spare some animals from painful death, but I’m too afraid of death to go through with it.
This gives me some sort of scp vibes I was always strangely fascinated with slaughterhouses. They always give me feeling as if I see something forbidden and generally not right, something I'm not supposed to see. It was a great episode. Usually, I'm not afraid of stories told or written as I read a lot of creepy stuff since I was little. But this one gave me chills, especially that circular room. I think I have some sort of subconscious fear of slaughterhouses tho.
You know, thinking about it it's kind of funny blood is always described as "coppery". I imagine more people would have the scent of blood for reference to copper rather than the other way around. I've had a few nosebleeds/other wounds close to my face where I can smell it, but I can't recall ever sniffing a handful of pennies. Not a criticism of this at all, btw, it was great, very creepy. Just funny to think about.
I'm up to ep 54 and listening on spotify, but thought I'd come here to say that this epoisode haunts me. Like other epoisodes creep me out, sometimes get stuck in my head, but this makes me feel sick. Idk it scared me more then any other epoisode. The meat pit😣
i seem to pick up the fact that there are many mentions of meat, or sounds of meat in tma. it's odd, but yet again these all do tie together in one way or another.
This Episode and the "Processing Line" are two of the most disturbing episodes in this absolute fantastic Podcast and I just keep coming back to them over and over again. The last months I was pretty active in saving and protecting animals and fighting for animal rights and I want to express my deepest respect for Jonathan Sims, because finding the most horrible and acurate description of the terror that animals have to go through just because people want to eat meat is a disturbing fact itself, if you know what I mean... I'd like to thank the team of the Magnus Archives for acknowledging and sharing the horror of slaughter in general and giving attention ❤ I love the TMA community and being a part of it, you all are just awesome ❤❤❤
Literally every time a person says something weird (like Tom) they seem to trigger these really strange events that follow shortly after. Like in the episode free fall when that instructor said something about the sky falling and then the sky literally ate that one guy
I was eating fancy prosciutto whilst listening. Rip porky. I was vegan for a bit, but it was an eating disorder for me. I try to be semi plant based. But I still eat free range meat and animal products. People in the west separate themselves from death. We by meat like we do fruits and veg. If we still had to kill our meat ourselves, more people would be plant based here. It’s a weird cognitive dissonance.
personally i want to move to eating game meat, especially rabbit since i live in australia and they *shouldnt be here* so its genuinely good for the environment + natural wildlife but also because i believe ethical hunting does exist
An interesting catch is how a lot of Flesh-related stories deal with endless growth/expansion. The meat industry in this story wanting to expand their factories which were already deemed "way too large," the bottomless pit that never stops eating meat, etc. It's a very reductive and horrific take on life itself, which you can boil down to "meat eating meat to grow larger." Some animals have no concept of fullness and can literally engorge themselves to death if given enough food, and imagery of fat pigs and farm animals being overfed until they can barely walk comes to mind. The comparison between a company and an animal greedily wanting to consume and expand for no reason other than it can, is also not lost on me. Interesting how the animalistic instinct of greed and hoarding translates to business, and how businesses and buildings can in turn become like animals themselves.
This is the first episode to actually get to me, mainly because I am a cook and the processing of meat is something am familiar with, but mostly because of it's emotionally numbing effects that I have always feared if I were to work on a slaughter house
i used to say "head archivist of the magnus institute, london" and "statement begins" with jon before i got to s4 and he changed it to just "the archivist"
I know he says he wouldn't like to kill a human, but he also said (A LOT) that humans really aren't any better than animals, just more meat, and that's definitley something I would expect to hear from a serial killer. like, you gotta realize that what he means when he says that is "being human doesn't make you special," and he might intellectually know that killing is wrong, but how much of that knowledge is because he knows killing is illegal?
Yeah. The guy is desensitized, sure, but is he closer to the truth, or farther away? It seems to me that if one thinks "being human doesn't make you special, then "killing is wrong" is not an intellectual conclusion, it's emotional.
@@elijahwilensky3318 Veiny udders, hypertophied to the point that they're covered with ulcers, being pumped relentlessly in a cruel parody of motherhood...
Hello fellow vegan ! To be honest, this episode kinda broke me. I had tears in my eyes (it's rare for me) at the beginning, when the character explains his job at the slaughterhouse. I didn't really find the story to be scary, it was just... too real. Well, aside from the endless corridors, of course. Reminded me of some of the worst footage I've seen. I'm gonna hug my rabbit now
Kind of random but the green in the logo reminds me of that green paint that was famous for being, radioactive? I think? Basically these ladies were working in a factory and were painting with this green paint, and were taught to lick the brushes so they could get good lines. Lots of them had facial deformities and many died because of how toxic or something the paint was. I think there was even one whose bottom jaw just, fell off.
haven't finished the episode yet but as soon as he mentioned he worked at a slaughterhouse, i instantly thought of the 'man upstairs' episode- im wondering if its connected at all
The abattoir setting of this episode subtly reminds me of that X-files episode in season 2 called "Our Town" where Mulder and Scully investigate a group of cultists who operate a chicken processing plant.
Ok but no ones talking about how this guy said that you can’t tell the difference between humans and pigs if their heads and limbs are chopped off??? Like how would he know? Unless he’s seen a human without a head and limbs?
I saw Earthlings when I was a kid. Seeing that horrible footage… I genuinely tried to go vegan right away. I didn’t stick with it, as it was difficult to pick and choose what to eat (we were barely above the poverty line), but nearly a decade later I still absolutely hate the meat and dairy industries. I do my best to eat seafood and reduce the amount of farm animal meats I consume- and when I do, I try to look into where it’s sourced from. I’m definitely not perfect. But damn, man, knowing what a slaughterhouse looks / operates like… it’s a real chilling topic for a horror story like this one. I’m honestly surprised there aren’t more movies about this type of thing. Maybe I shouldn’t be, though. People love to stay blissfully ignorant.
possibly! I also when I heard of the name of it I already knew which entity it was but for reasons as you're a new listener I will not say. unless you're fine with maybe spoilers. I have no idea if it counts as one tho.
The idea that some people, or creature that takes the form of people, is going around, cursing people to fall into these liminal spaces is quite interesting. One thing I'm quite curious about, is why people keep being let out? Skydiver especially as he was actually taken back in shortly after leaving.
SPOILERS FOR LATER SEASONS: ... So... a pit cheweing an endless supply of meat huh? Kinda sound like the kind of thing that needs to be interruped with some explosives...
I shouldn't have been eating while listening to this and I'm sorry for everyone who did the same too. And yes, reminds of the meat room guy. The Flesh goes wild.
Not gonna lie, the comments terrified me... but it wasn't as bad as some were reacting. I mean, it is shocking, to say the least, but it's not super traumatizing that I'd stop eating meat altogether. I've seen goats and chickens being slashed right in front of me (as sacrifices during festivals) so it's not that horrifying to me. I mean, the butchers always kill the chickens right in front of the customers (at least where I live) so I'm used to it by now.
Some people have more of a casual affect than others. Some can’t accept the reality that they are just meat too. Or not accept the fact that we kill to survive. That the consuming of Flesh is common and even needed at times. It’s not so much empathy for animals as it is the fear that could be you. Empathy plays a small part, but I personally think is the horrible realization of having to kill to survive they are disgusted with. Some people can accept this and shrug it off as a circle of life thing. Others hair can’t.
Huh , it is the third time someone says some vague sentence which causes the listener to be transported into some alternate place soon after , same thing as johns cave and the freefall
Wish I had the capacity to go vegetarian. It’d be a load off the mind. Wish I had the capacity to work a small dairy farm or something like that. Nicer place. Focus more on happy and healthy animals than preparing for a slaughter or efficiency over health and comfort. Wish I could do a lot of things.
Yeah no dairy farm aren't really happy places... Newborn babies separated from their mothers and all of that... And it still end in the slaughterhouse for all of them
@@macabrecitrus2127 well more of a "I have a plot of land with cows on it and I milk them" kinda "dairy farm". I wouldn't be doing it to make a profit. Just a nice piece of property with some chickens for eggs and cows for milk. Maybe some pigs muckin about cuz pigs are cute. Not an actual farm. I have no intention of eating any animal I raise myself. Just some pet pigs. Couldn't tell you if cow milk has to be processed first but I imagine it can be drank relatively fresh. This would be a dream scenario where I already have a lot of money to retire on and still have a good internet connection so I could still stream as a hobby.
I worked on a small organic dairy farm. Babies stayed w their mothers for a month ish, and were weaned off milk by... Oh, I think.. three months? (I can go into the process of weaning if you'd like. Basically just hand feeding the babies with a bottle, slowly giving them less over time). Dairy goats, at least, would be kept for milking about 6 years. Idk about cows. After that I do think they were sent for slaughter, but I know some were able to stay and be "retired." Supposedly the farmer would get the butchered meat back and eat it/share it with the other few workers. I'm vegetarian so I sorta ignored that, and it didn't happen often - once in the year I was there. Not disagreeing, just adding to the discussion.
Family farming doesn't have to be super expensive if you do it right! And it's the only ethical way imo (beyond buying from small farming neighbors, etc.) Altho milking can be hard (have to breed the animal for it to produce milk, and setting that up is supposedly slightly tricky if you don't have your own males). You don't have to process fresh milk, but it's one of those things where children shouldn't drink unprocessed milk etc. etc. Good luck!! I hope you do get a little peaceful farm to befriend and live with your animals. :D (look into training livestock guardian dogs if you do! They're so useful, yet I've seen many farmers let them go to waste through poor training. Also: guard llamas. Guard geese. And goats. :)
Ok, i dunno if this is just me, but at 20:38, he said Walthamstowe, I believe, and didn't one episode have a place also called Walthamstowe, I think it was MAG05, 93 Lancaster Road, *Waltamstowe* idk if I heard it right, just a thought.
jonathan: september the first- the case number: november baybeeee at this point im assuming the "wrong" dates are written like that on purpose. im just dying bcus this is messing up my spreadsheet do i file this under september or november
i would never kill anyone nor eat a human, but i think i kinda get the we are meat feeling. i was studying in medschool before switching to another health profession and we had anatomy. WARNING GORE the first time i had to see a smelly mutilated corpse i was disgusted(it was pretty complete, just most limbs missing and the head had its upper part cut. the only arm had tatoos, and the skin was greyish, and its back was in layers to study the muscles there), and all the hour to go home i felt we were a bunch of live meat, that could die and be fleshed like a pig just as easily.i felt dirty, i needed to take a shower ASAP, and was not hungry for lunch. after a while of returning to anatomy class you get kinda inmune. sure it is still disgusting to hold human flesh, but you get a bit desensitized, as it is a means to an end with all respect to the former humans. i was grateful, i am, about their contribution but it still is weird. Iliked the episode, specially since it takes a more human way in the workers who are just doing what they can to bring food to their families as not everyone can work as what they want unfortunately.
This episode makes me really sad about the fact that I'm not vegetarian :( but I'm fructose intolerant so like I can't eat ANYTHING raw. Still... I genuinely wish I didn't grow up with so much meat in every dish you can imagine.
4:33 convinced me to become a full vegetarian. I already don't eat pig products, and I barely eat beef as it is, but this convinced me. I just can't bear to eat creatures that suffer like this just for my taste buds. From now on it's just fish, and a lot of tofu and peas.
@@verrufen2642 to be *fair* I don't eat fish very often (like maybe twice a year?), but you're 100% correct; fish are living creatures too, and suffer just the same as the rest of us. (btw, what are your thoughts on fish grown in hatcheries/ fisheries as a way to combat over-fishing? I'd like to know) yeah--and that way you know how much of the food is going to waste, and can control it better (looking at you, grocery stores that throw away thousands of pounds of food 1 day past the expiration date)
@@thesewinggeekmiri9029 there used to be a place in a city i once lived in that had an agreement with the local grocery stores to take in any and all food that had technically expired (but was still edible) and had volunteers cook some up, while allowing for all the rest to be taken for free. Even they couldn't get rid of it all! On the topic of fish, we do in fact need a lot of fats and such that can only naturally get from eating fish. Overfishing is a huge problem, but actually increasingly worse is the contamination from micro plastics and the threat of rising acidity levels in the ocean. Basically, we're killing everything in many horrible ways, so any alternatives that might have less ecological impact is important to investigate and support. ..... We are a truly terrible species! It would be good to support low impact hunting and fishing do so. It's expensive, and harder to source, but damn if everyone could do it.... But I sure can't afford that at the moment 😅
My dad used to work on the killing floor in Japan when we were running low on money. We were immigrant and don't have any friends nor family here.
My Dad was sentimental so daily routine of slaughtering pigs and cows start to get to his system even when most of it was done by machine. His boss usually give the workers bonus meat so we often only had meat on our table because we were saving money. I remember the look on his face when he ate it, like disgust or something. like he suddenly remember a few hours ago that thing was screaming for it life before getting their head chopped off by machine, blood splattered on clear glass seperating them from the workers. He watch those animals being mutilated and pack them to sterofoam container. "Fresh meat sell well" they said. I remember him avoiding the kitchen and freezer where my mom store the meat and starve himself to the point of sickness but had to keep doing it because he had no other jobs.
I'm not him, but this story is a massive trigger for me. I literally struggling with the urge to throw up. It was really good tho, props to you guys
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Damn, your poor dad. /gen
@myhlanoelsalsa8690 the story is one missing/dead person away from ending up here
this reminds me a lot of freefall with how the victim was forced into a massive horrific area similar to where they'd just been after hearing someone speak vague words, wonder if they're connected
I noticed that this episode, Freefall, Alone and Lost John's Cave all have the same notion of the character being forced into an horrific area that doesn't seem to end. Coincidentally, all of them besides Alone have someone disappearing in this area, and they all play on the fact that the character ends up entirely alone where they are
Almost as though they were written by the same person...! ;)
I know this is a year late, but the main entity is the flesh, and there could also be the vast or the spiral involved. Said it on the wiki.
@@adarkertriad yeah, I think I wrote this before the entities were really talked about since I was listening blind, looking back that's probably why though
@@lhumyaki don't forget the second "church of the divine host" one where the guy was in the church and his light went out and he walked for more than a minute even though it should barely have taken a second to cross the church floor.
Fun facts about cows and pigs:
Cows have relationships, they have genuine connections with not just their families, but also with friends. The friends can be any species but cows will get exited to spend time with them and morn when they’re gone.
Pigs are one of the most intelligent animals in the world, right behind primates, octopi, and dolphins
Cows enjoy listening to music
Pigs are very clean (we’ve all heard that one) but they ALSO have a love for interior design, and like to decorate their living spaces with flowers
Cows like games including but not limited to fetch
Mother cows hide their babies in tall grass to keep them hidden from predators, farm cows have also started doing this-to keep their babies hidden from the humans that take them away. Cows who are rescued from farms tend to stop doing this after they learn it’s safe.
All cows and pigs have their own personalities and different likes/dislikes
I’ve always wanted a pet cow and now I want one even more.
its my belief that all animals are smart and emotional like this tbh
@@damien678 there’s a sliding scale but all of them have some level of feelings and intelligence -except for like muscles and oysters and jellyfish, I don’t think they mind much of anything
@@senorsapo1810 You have to take in two cows, or they are going to have depression
still gonna eat them cuz they tasty but really cool info, ya learn somethin new everyday i geuss.
That guy needs to go work in some chemical/physical research centers - he will stop seeing people as meat and start see *everything* as complex amalgmation of basic particles.
Lol
so... what's that, Spiral aligned?
Yeah he should try buddhism
Reject meat (ew stinky), embrace Dr. Manhattan.
Either that or maybe Vast for the complexity and intricicy or End for the pointlessness and futility.
This reminds me of episode 28, when they saw the phrase "Silk will not stitch the butcher's meat" inside the Cambridge hospital, and in the episode "The man upstairs" where that dude had a bunch of meat nailed to the wall.
Yeah, Toby had an intriguing taste for interior design
Between this ep and the dude with the meat on the walls, im going to become vegetarian. Oddly enough, they are also 2 of my fav episodes so far
Man Upstairs was good, but this one was lacklustre for me.
I'm listening to this while I eat chicken right off the bone.
@@pauldiamond1583 interactive horror experience
I liked the boneturners tale and cheating death
Which episode was that?
This reminds me of episode 18, the guy with all the meat in his room? Meat.
Wait, wasn't that an old man who didn't speak much as well?
@@someonessidechannel1485 I'm not sure if he was old I believe they don't go into too much debth on his features because his face is obscured
Flesh party
meat.
Wasn’t the guy who lived on the same floor as the meat dude described as chinese?
Let's be honest, the real part of this episode was worse than the supernatural side.
Absolutelyyyy!!!!
Yeah it made me extremely uncomfortable it's one of the few episodes that has gotten to me
Take a shot whenever they describe something as smelling like copper.
Smells like 1-octen-3-one
I would but I'd rather not die
Challenge accepted. Will update
Only one shot, come on guys
why copper and not iron :(
for anyone new to this going through the playlist for the first time: the writer is not a vegetarian but has gone on the record saying he considers dolphins people and would eat human meat. make of that what you will.
I would absolutely eat human meat, if it was someones dying wish or something. If they're making that wish in a sound state of mind and its 100% consensual, I'm down to try some roast leg of person.
@@jm4rshh If there’s some legal way to do that I want you to eat me when I’m dead lmao
@@alessiapalma8823 in pretty sure it is legal if its consensual, so no problem lol
@@jm4rshh
Not really... If it comes from someone dead, good luck, you can't really do it legally.
An option: an American guy who had to have his leg amputated was allowed to bring it home with him and cooked a bit of it. Another option is placenta meat... Or your own fingers idk lol
Bloody hell this comment section is cursed
Why is no one talking about the part where he says that it may have human carcasses as well, but without the head and limbs it was hard from differenceate it from pig??
This is made even more disturbing by that cannibal (Armin Meweis) who said that human flesh tasted like pig meat. Wtf
We do. It has been said by cannibal murderers and scientists proved it with skin graphs. Humans and pigs are alike. We are both omnivores after all.
Play Amnesia: A Machine For Pigs.
Pigs organs also look just like ours
@@macabrecitrus2127 they function similarly too, sometimes pig organs are used for human surgeries
source: my stepmom has a pig artery pumping blood in her body
@@HallowIsSmol
Oh yeah I heard about that ! Quite impressing, really
jon be like "the magnus åchives"
Bri'ish people be like
Hm. More meat.
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I have to say, I don't eat many vegetables and a lot of my diet consists of meat and this episode made me feel sick, Jonny you amazing bastard you did it again
Replying two years late because I'm curious if this made you reconsider your diet
This story nearly managed what videos from slaughterhouses never did. (Nearly.) The atmosphere, emotions, the storytelling - it was amazing and I really loved the idea showing what people working there feels. No one talks about them, so that was new! One of the best episodes so far.
It appears that Little Nightmares has prepared me at least a little bit for episodes like this.
The subversion of expectations that the cleanliness of these devices are what unsettles this person is so good. The look and sound of animal slaughter is familiar, and this liminal space is too clean. I love that idea
"I surprised myself a bit with how quickly I accepted this situation." is another one of those repeating phrases
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Statement of David Laylow, regarding his time working at an industrial abattoir near Dalston. Original statement given September the 1st, 2013. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.
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I used to work at a slaughterhouse. A ‘meat processing plant’. I won’t say which one. I don’t want to get in any trouble. It was up near Dalston, though, so you can probably figure it out. Not so many around out there as to make it hard. Not so many around anywhere. It’s not something most folks want nearby. It smells awful if you’re not used to it and people tell me they get a weird vibe. I never did, at least not before all this happened. Maybe that says something about me, though.
There’s not so much difference between people and animals, you know? Not saying that I’d be keen to kill a person, or that humans are all stupid. No, I’m saying that animals are smarter than you give them credit for. They look dumb, sure, but I know what I’m talking about when I say that every damn animal in that place knew exactly why they were there. You don’t need to be smart to know when you’re surrounded by your own mutilation.
When I first started I did a lot of the driving, and right from loading them up, you can hear it in their whining. They know what’s going on, they know where they’re going. I’ve heard a lot of engineering oand science types talk about “stressors”, “novelty” or “cortisol levels” when discussing how best to avoid “triggering fear or flight responses”. If it lets them keep enjoying their steak, they can use whatever words they want to, but every wide-eyed cow I’ve ever put into a squeeze chute knows exactly where that ride ends.
You hear grisly tales about the torment of animals in the slaughterhouse, and the things done to them by the cold, relentless machinery, but so often the casual human brutality is overlooked. A worker and an abattoir are rated on many things, and one of them is how cruel or distressing they are for the livestock passing through. If you’re abusive to your animals, you won’t get as high a rating, but that’s about it. You’re not going to lose your job unless you really overstep the line, and sometime you have a bad day. The sort of day that it feels good to work out on a bit of pig flesh, as it goes towards its end.
I mean, I wouldn’t really have said that sort of cruelty was common beyond the occasional kick or sometimes using an electric prod when it wasn’t needed. It was just that, if you did see it, you didn’t care. And you knew that no-one would care if they saw you do it. For all the braying and whining and screaming, in the end it was all just noisy meat.
Weirdest thing is, you start to kind of see people as meat too. Not in a food sort of way, you know. I don’t wanna eat my co-workers. It’s just that, when you spend all day taking these living, breathing creatures - animals that move and cry and tremble in fear - and you turn them into lifeless blocks of dead flesh, it’s hard to believe in any special spark that makes us humans any different. We run and shout and file on through our lives as simply as any cow, and after a while you can’t help but realise that we could turn into a lifeless carcass just as easily. Easier, even, given how much smaller we are. I mean, I’m not some weird killer or anything, but after a while it’s hard not to see everyone as moving meat.
I used to work on the killing floor, you know? Not long. You’re not allowed to work on it for long. In your whole life, I mean. I don’t know what the exact amount of time you’re allowed to do it for is, but it’s pretty short. I only worked it for a few months, and now I can’t work on any killing floor anywhere. Ever. It’s actually a weight lifted, the knowledge you don’t have to do it anymore, but you’re still there, aren’t you? It’s not like you’ve left the slaughterhouse. I heard once that those rules came in after they did some research in America. This must have been sixty years back now, but they started to look into the crime and murder rates of abattoir workers who manned the killing floor. Of the people who’d worked the killing floor for over ten years, do you know what percentage went on to commit murder? One hundred percent.
I don’t know if that’s true. Tony Mulholland told it to me once, when he quit the place. Maybe he was just trying to mess with my head or make a point, but it feels right. I mean, I only did it for a few months, but you kill enough things that don’t want to be killed and you start to look at person’s head and wonder where you’d need to place the bolt gun.
I’m sorry, I know this isn’t why I’m here, I just feel like I’ve got to try and make you understand what it’s like, killing things and butchering their flesh for a living. I mean, I don’t do it anymore, obviously. Still, you’ve got to understand where I’m coming from.
It all started on the killing floor. I was in charge of the bolt gun. Technically, the animals we slaughter are killed by bleeding them out, something about the meat quality, I think, but it’s the bolt gun that means they don’t notice. They call it “stunning”, but that’s never sat quite right with me. You drive a bolt right into the animal’s brain, destroying just the right part of it so that they can be bled without resistance, and apparently without pain. I’ve only ever done the stunning; I’ve never been on the bleed crew, so I guess in some ways you could say I’ve never actually killed any of the animals. And sure, maybe they might still have a bit of movement in them after the bolt, and maybe their heart still beats, but for all they talk about “stunning” or “irreversible brain damage”, pulling that trigger sure felt like killing to me.
There was another man who worked the floor, bleeding the animals. His name was Tom Haan, and I had never really spoke to him. For the longest time I wasn’t even sure how much English he spoke - he was from China, I think, and hardly ever said a word. The first time I really heard his voice was that day, the day it all started. I’d been feeling strange about work ever since I started on the killing floor, and had finally asked to be moved positions. Now, the official company policy was that any request to leave the killing floor has to be granted, but in practice no-one asks to be moved. It shows a weakness that most of the people working there aren’t comfortable with. I did it anyway, and had just received word that, from the following day, I was being moved to butchering the carcasses. I don’t remember how I felt. My feelings weren’t really working back then.
Anyway, it was as I was processing the last of the cows for that day that Tom Haan came over. I didn’t really pay him much attention, but he leaned close, gripped my shoulder and said to me in perfect English, “You cannot stop slaughter by closing the door.” I felt a chill pass through me, and I wanted to turn round and demand to know what he was talking about, but he’d already returned to the bleeding crew. I was a bit shaken for the rest of the day, and knowing that these were the last animals I’d need to actually kill made each pull of the trigger harder, not easier. I just turned off my mind and let my mechanical motions take over. Cow into the holding pen, lock its head in place, gun against temple, pull the trigger. Over and over again, until I felt like I was almost in a trance.
It was the silence that finally brought me back to myself. I was waiting for the next in the line of cattle to be herded into the room, and I noticed that I couldn’t hear anything. There wasn’t the scared lowing of the animals, the far-off whine of saws or the rumble of any one of the hundreds of machines that hum and churn to keep the abattoir running. I waited and waited, but no more cows came. Looking around I couldn’t see anyone. There was no clock in that room, nor did I wear a watch. A buzzer would usually sound when breaks rolled around, and I hadn’t heard anything.
No more cattle seemed to be coming, so I put down the bolt gun, and walked over towards the bleeding area. There was nobody there, and more than that, the place looked clean. Spotless. As though no blood had ever been spilled there. Had I stood there, passed out or something? Had the day ended and the place been cleaned and I hadn’t even noticed?
I headed towards the exit door, deciding that I’d either find someone to ask what was happening, or I’d just go home. The door opened onto a corridor that I didn’t recognise. It looked like any other corridor in the slaughterhouse, except that it wasn’t the one that lead towards the exit. I went to try the other doors that lead out of the killing floor, but none of them went to the places I remembered them going. Behind each was another hallway that seemed to lead deeper into the abattoir. I stood there for a few moments, and I genuinely pinched myself. I had to be dreaming or hallucinating or something. It wasn’t a dream, though, or a vision. Everything had changed, and I was somewhere new.
I surprised myself a bit with how quickly I accepted this situation. I went out the door I originally went towards, thinking that if I didn’t know the layout of this building, then I might as well start by trying to follow the old route out as much I could. The corridors just seemed to lead into each other, though, and soon I was completely lost. I did notice, though, that some of them appeared to have rails along the top, like those used to move the hanging carcasses. Some of them even had hooks on, shiny and clean. These rails would never normally follow the passages of the slaughterhouse like this, and that fact bothered me, though I’m not quite sure why.
I called out, at least at first, hoping that there was someone, somewhere in this maze, who might hear me and answer. There was nothing. Some doors led into empty rooms, containing only still clean machinery. Meat-bone separators, splitting saws, scald tanks, each standing there, shining and silent. Waiting. I didn’t hang around long in those rooms. As I said, I don’t wear a watch, so I don’t know how long I wandered. It felt like hours, though.
Eventually, I turned a corner to see a small, metal staircase spiralling upwards. I had no reason to think I was below ground level at all, but it was the first thing I had found that wasn’t just twisting corridors and silent rooms, so I went up. The stairs curved upwards for a very long time.
When I reached the next floor, my heart sank to see more corridors stretching away from me, though these ones all had the meat rails snaking along the ceilings, and many of them were unlit. I stayed out of the darker passages. One of them had a window looking out, and all I could see outside was a metal abattoir roof stretching away to the horizon. The sky was a dull pink - the colour of blood being washed into a drain. I left the window very quickly. Finally, by complete chance, I noticed a door I recognised. It was the dark green exit door that should lead out of the building. I didn’t even stop to consider that it might not lead outside; I just opened it and stepped through.
My feet didn’t land on the tarmac of the outside. They didn’t land on the concrete or metal or tile of the slaughterhouse floor, either. It was dark, so I didn’t immediately realise what I was treading on, except that it shifted slightly under my weight. I looked to either side, and saw the metal barriers penning me in, and the conveyor belt beneath me began to move. I realised where I was, where it would lead, and I screamed.
Turning to run, I almost expected a horde of cattle behind me, pressing me onwards as the runs are designed to make them, but there was nothing there, and I fled out the door. I slammed it behind me and… and I began to cry. It was like something numb within me had shattered, and I couldn’t… I just couldn’t.
It was as I sat there, collapsed against the wall, that I started to smell it. The coppery-sweet scent of blood. It had a strange sort of comfort to it, as it was the smell of the slaughterhouse as I had known it, before I found my way to wherever I was now. I began to follow it, just walking along, turning wherever the odour of blood was strongest. And it did get stronger, much stronger. As I turned corners and walked through dark rooms, the smell became thick, pungent, far more than it had ever been before. By the time I stood outside the dull steel door it came from, I could barely breath. From the other side came a loud, mechanical churning. I shouldn’t have opened it, but where else was I going to go?
It led to a small catwalk, around the edge of a large, circular room. No, large doesn’t do it justice. It was… immense. I could barely see the other side of it, far in the distance. All around the edges were the ends of conveyor belts, and I could see butchered carcasses rolling off them, feeding into the vast pit that took up the rest of the room. The pile of stinking, bloody bodies, more than I could count. Pigs, cattle, sheep, I think I even saw a few humans in the pile, though without heads or limbs it’s hard to tell the difference between them and pigs. The vast heap shifted and moved, as something mechanical far below chewed through it, but it was always being topped up, fed by those conveyor belts, carcasses falling limply on top of each other like dolls. I couldn’t see the bottom, though whatever was processing the pile was so loud as to almost drown out my thoughts.
What else could I do, but turn around once again, and run?
I don’t have the faintest idea how long I ran for. All I know is that eventually I fell to my knees in the dark and I lay there for a while. The sound and smell of the pit had faded away, and I began to hear another sound, the chunking thud of a bolt gun. At this point I was just about sick of following strange noises and smells around that goddamn place, so I turned around and started walking the other way. It didn’t help. Whichever way I went, the sound just seemed to get louder, echoing through the empty hallways.
When I opened the door back onto the killing floor, I just didn’t have any surprise left inside of me. Sitting there, in front of the stunning box, was Tom Haan. He was facing away from me, but I could see him, slowly and deliberately, placing the bolt gun against different parts of himself - his legs, his stomach, his shoulders - and pulling the trigger. By the time I reached him, he was little more than a mass of bleeding wounds. He mutely handed me the bolt gun and I took it. With his one working hand, he guided my arm until the gun rested against the centre of his forehead. But he didn’t make me fire it. I did that myself. He fell limp to the floor. I don’t know if he was dead, but I hope so. I’d hate it if that place had to bleed him.
The door behind him led to a corridor I recognised, and the next door I found marked ‘Exit’ opened to a sunny day so bright that I could barely see. There were people there, other workers, but no-one paid me any attention. I left the slaughterhouse, and didn’t go back. I kept expecting the police to call me about Tom, but I never heard his name mentioned again. Not even when I handed in my resignation. I wish I felt bad about his death, but I don’t. I don’t feel anything at all.
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Statement ends.
Hmm. More meat. Interesting. I had Sasha do some basic corroboration of the particulars of Mr. Laylow’s tale, and everything appears to be more or less accurate. He was employed by Aver Meats in Dalston from April 2010 to the 12th of July 2013, at which point left his post, which was confirmed to be the stunning the cattle for processing, in the middle of his shift, along with Thomas Haan, one of his colleagues. They left through the main entrance, ignoring the other workers, though no-one reported them acting strangely aside from that. Neither returned to the abattoir, and Tom Haan has not been seen since.
We contacted Mr. Laylow for a follow-up statement, which he gave readily enough, though it largely deals with his lingering problems eating meat, which I would say are symptoms of PTSD, but he has strongly declined to seek treatment.
Tim and Martin had a bit more luck investigating Tom Haan, though only really enough to confirm that he seems to have completely vanished following his departure from Aver Meats on the 12th of July. No missing person report was filed, and he appears to have had no friends or family. The landlord of the house he rented in Walthamstow, claims that the last rent he received from Haan was at the beginning of July. This landlord was quite put out when he disappeared, as apparently he had been renting a house in Clarence Road for almost a decade, and it was in quite a state of disrepair when he left.
Immigration authorities are somewhat useless. They have informed us that he missed a meeting with his advisor later that year, but it wasn’t until October, so gives us little to go on. His bank account has also registered no activity since July the 6th. No official effort has been made to locate him, and the police were reluctant to open a new case, so we didn’t push it.
There’s little else to be looked into, as Mr. Laylow’s description of an endless slaughterhouse is, to put it generously, unverifiable. That said, there have recently been moves by Aver Meats to extend their Dalston plant. They have planning permission, but are apparently having trouble retaining builders, four of which have already quit. Only one of them, Darren Lacey, agreed to talk to us, but all he would say to Tim was that the building “already seemed to be way too big.” And he said he couldn’t get over the smell of blood.
End recording.
Petra Iván thank you
@@bonniecornelius3836 you are welcome
Wow you're almost at the end of the first season! You weren't joking about binging it XD
Petra Iván wait oh shit i am! only 3 more episodes until season 2 :0
edit: 9*** i thought i was on ep 37 for some reason lmao
I remembered you mention that you didn't mind getting replies. Thank you again friend, doin us all a service for adding all the transcripts
If this podcast is trying to turn me into a vegetarian, I think it is working XD
Come and join us the kale is crunchy.
Honestly, same. I...I just can't remove the images from my head. I think it's foolish I've never thought about it before.
Don’t feel pressured to go totally cold turkey all at once! It’s a really difficult transition to make and you’ll be more likely to end up quitting if you think that every mistake is means to completely start over. Make little changes and don’t move on to the next change until the ones you’ve made become like second nature-remember you don’t have to be perfect-any change you can make helps
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And full of calcium yum
i might be creepy but after this video i got a craving for steak
i have really big fear of never ending buildings and things like that (freefall wans't very enjoyable episode for me either, because of the never ending sky) and now after this episode i feel like crying,,,congrats guys,,,,you broke me, love this podcast, 10/10, i'm probably going to become a vegetarian
Oh, I can already see that Michael will like you.
I feel like people fall in a trance VERY OFTEN in this series, remember first aid and the people exiting? Or the Johns’ cave, where the lady couldn’t remember the video? This has to mean something, even if I still can’t figure out what..
Also it seems that many people enter other dimensions in many ways. That guy inside the cult church in growing darker, the priest in the two-episodes story, the girl in Alone, the skydiver..
Can’t wait to finish at least season 1, I need to figure things out!
Ah yes excuse me while I go lose my lunch
I was foolishly eating lunch when I started the episode, I feel you
oh hello friend I see you have a Nico pfp
Bro I felt like throwing up sitting through this
Oh, yea, I wanted start eat 😢
Worked at some meat packing plants and to be fair, it's not as bad as the stories seem to make it. It stinks and is kinda gross, but that's about it. Won't become vegetarian over this.
The endless industrial building, on the other hand, scary stuff. Those industrial sites are all the same, with long dark corridors, identical doors and lighting that's always... a bit too dim. You get lost in them very easily, until you memorize the layout. Something about the descriptions of being trapped in an endless one here was more disturbing than a slaughter of animals ever could be.
I was looking for a comment by someone who actually worked at a slaughterhouse. Is it true that you can only work a certain amount of time on the killing floor for your whole lifespan, or was that bit made up for dramatic effect? Also: are meatpacking plant and slaughterhouse synonyms? Are there notable differences between the two?
@@TheEirnk Slaughterhouse is where the animals are killed and the carcasses prepared. Packing plant is where it is portioned, processed and packed. So you work with raw meat in the packing plant, there are butchers cutting and preparing it, but the actual killing happens elsewhere, closer to the farms - transporting carcasses is easier than transporting live animals.
Don't know for sure about the time limit for slaughterhouse workers... but it sounds made up. Up until around WW2, most towns had smaller, dedicated ones and most farmers killed their own animals at home. So I doubt it really gets THAT unbearable.
Maybe in those big industrial ones? Can't say for sure. But it does sound more like instrument for drama and/or some kind of urban legend.
@@lysytoszef Thank you for replying! ^-^ I have learned today :)
"No. Large doesn't do it justice. It was, I M M E N C E." 15:50
Edit: "Hm. More meat. Interesting." 19:23
I don't know why but I found these extremely funny.
Eating some honey BBQ beef jerky as I start this episode, considering putting it away while I listen as I scroll down to read the comments.
NVM I was expecting it to be more graphic
I basically made a chicken sandwich to this episode.
the theme of places altering to become seemingly endless, especially after someone utters a strange phrase to the current main character, is definitely a pattern i'm noticing. i feel like i should go back and keep track of the phrases, with each episode i'm more tempted to write notes down.
Vegetarianism rates rise to 100%
episode 18 already did that for me
As they should man. Everything described in the "real" half of this episode is 100% real. The things we do to millions of living, feeling things on a regular basis is completely fucked and it speaks volumes that most people would rather just try their best to ignore it than to just give up their steaks and burgers. This is real. Face the consequences.
I don't try to ignore it. It makes me sad but I could never survive on a meat-free diet. I look into where I'm getting the meat from and how humane they are, that's the best I can do.
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Same here.
@@therakshawolf
Same, I have lots of health issues and it breaks my heart to think about how much pain the animals must go through. At some points I have even considered just letting myself deal with the health issues and early and painful death that would come with not eating animals just to spare some animals from painful death, but I’m too afraid of death to go through with it.
This gives me some sort of scp vibes
I was always strangely fascinated with slaughterhouses. They always give me feeling as if I see something forbidden and generally not right, something I'm not supposed to see.
It was a great episode. Usually, I'm not afraid of stories told or written as I read a lot of creepy stuff since I was little. But this one gave me chills, especially that circular room. I think I have some sort of subconscious fear of slaughterhouses tho.
The fun thing is when decomissioned slaughterhouses become cultural centres for contemporary art expositions, concert venues, and/or nightclubs.
And now we're getting the Magnus Protocol!!!
Given the comments, I was expecting this to be significantly more gristly. Lunch was fine.
Fun concept with the twisting building.
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"Hmm more meat" the way jon said that had me cracking up at work
Why are there so many comments about being vegetarian but no one is mentioning the fact he said NOISY MEAT 🍖
why did i expect the floor to kill someone like in the freefall episode lmao
Honestly, same
The floor ate my son
Not unreasonable considering the rest of the series.
To all the people still eating while listening to TMA: Just why?
im too dead inside to feel nauseous
I don't eat meat, so I have less to worry about
Mama ain't raise no bitch.
Because it's teatime!
@@Ollie-trolley Much agreed! I've eaten breakfast whilst dissecting tadpoles. Not quite watching surgery, but getting there.
Glad I learned my lesson and finished lunch BEFORE turning on an episode.
Honestly after this i will still be eating meat, but i will be sad doing it
Same
Most people: Ugh, this puts me off meat
Me, the savage: Yeah, but... bacon yummy.
*cries into hamburger*
Same. I mean, I already was but this episode made it worse
@@chihiroxmiyazaki The switch to veganism is a cumulative process.
You know, thinking about it it's kind of funny blood is always described as "coppery". I imagine more people would have the scent of blood for reference to copper rather than the other way around. I've had a few nosebleeds/other wounds close to my face where I can smell it, but I can't recall ever sniffing a handful of pennies.
Not a criticism of this at all, btw, it was great, very creepy. Just funny to think about.
it's because of the iron content in blood.
People smell the metallic scent of blood, but for some reason we associate the smell with copper, not iron.
"Hm. More meat. InTeReStInG."
*is that a twoset reference*
this episode is giving Backroom vibess
Exactly
I'm up to ep 54 and listening on spotify, but thought I'd come here to say that this epoisode haunts me.
Like other epoisodes creep me out, sometimes get stuck in my head, but this makes me feel sick. Idk it scared me more then any other epoisode. The meat pit😣
"It all started in the killing floor." Ummmm???!
*fleshpound noises*
We need to get to making synthetic meat ASAP.
We're already doing it! It just needs a bit more progress, and to be made pubkic
It cannot come too soon.
We closer
In France, they've already forbbiden it from being served in school canteens. Gotta love those fcking lobby groups
@@macabrecitrus2127 well maybe if France has it's annual revolution we'll get rid of those pesky lobbying groups
i seem to pick up the fact that there are many mentions of meat, or sounds of meat in tma. it's odd, but yet again these all do tie together in one way or another.
Fuck... I’m still vegetarian, but that quote still resonates... that it doesn’t matter what I do, nothing will happen. And the cries will continue.
Yeah it's the worst part of going vegetarian/vegan
The entire human race could go vegan and animals would still be murdering each other.
woah- i find it interesting how often they use "slowly and deliberately" in these episodes
Same with “save for”
This Episode and the "Processing Line" are two of the most disturbing episodes in this absolute fantastic Podcast and I just keep coming back to them over and over again. The last months I was pretty active in saving and protecting animals and fighting for animal rights and I want to express my deepest respect for Jonathan Sims, because finding the most horrible and acurate description of the terror that animals have to go through just because people want to eat meat is a disturbing fact itself, if you know what I mean...
I'd like to thank the team of the Magnus Archives for acknowledging and sharing the horror of slaughter in general and giving attention ❤
I love the TMA community and being a part of it, you all are just awesome ❤❤❤
You know the author eats meat?
Literally every time a person says something weird (like Tom) they seem to trigger these really strange events that follow shortly after. Like in the episode free fall when that instructor said something about the sky falling and then the sky literally ate that one guy
I was going to get a chicken parmesian for dinner but decided on fettuccine alfredo after hearing this 😬
when everything went silent it reminded me of that lightless fire episode
This is my favorite so far
I was eating fancy prosciutto whilst listening. Rip porky. I was vegan for a bit, but it was an eating disorder for me. I try to be semi plant based. But I still eat free range meat and animal products. People in the west separate themselves from death. We by meat like we do fruits and veg. If we still had to kill our meat ourselves, more people would be plant based here. It’s a weird cognitive dissonance.
personally i want to move to eating game meat, especially rabbit since i live in australia and they *shouldnt be here* so its genuinely good for the environment + natural wildlife
but also because i believe ethical hunting does exist
An interesting catch is how a lot of Flesh-related stories deal with endless growth/expansion. The meat industry in this story wanting to expand their factories which were already deemed "way too large," the bottomless pit that never stops eating meat, etc.
It's a very reductive and horrific take on life itself, which you can boil down to "meat eating meat to grow larger." Some animals have no concept of fullness and can literally engorge themselves to death if given enough food, and imagery of fat pigs and farm animals being overfed until they can barely walk comes to mind.
The comparison between a company and an animal greedily wanting to consume and expand for no reason other than it can, is also not lost on me. Interesting how the animalistic instinct of greed and hoarding translates to business, and how businesses and buildings can in turn become like animals themselves.
yeah, i think im a vegetarian now.... you did it, you broke me... great concept, good execution, utterly nightmarish.
8pts/star
This is the first episode to actually get to me, mainly because I am a cook and the processing of meat is something am familiar with, but mostly because of it's emotionally numbing effects that I have always feared if I were to work on a slaughter house
Probably shouldn't have listened to this with a headache.
meat sure looks weird 20 minutes after this
I once went through all of the Holders stories I could locate online, and this episode sounds very much like part of that universe for some reason.
I expected something weirder and more disturbing, but that was definitely more interesting.
It has been an amazing discovery that I can listen to this while I’m on the bus.
Okay. This is the first one that effectively disturbed me. Good job.
This one is a personal favorite of mine
Why?
You know what? I just finished it and I know exactly why. IT BE V Good
It's so good.
Anyone else guilty of saying the intro and outro because they’ve listened to these so many times?! Or just me?
YESS!!! Im going to be so annoying to my friends if I keep on binging this series 🫶🫶
i used to say "head archivist of the magnus institute, london" and "statement begins" with jon before i got to s4 and he changed it to just "the archivist"
I know he says he wouldn't like to kill a human, but he also said (A LOT) that humans really aren't any better than animals, just more meat, and that's definitley something I would expect to hear from a serial killer.
like, you gotta realize that what he means when he says that is "being human doesn't make you special," and he might intellectually know that killing is wrong, but how much of that knowledge is because he knows killing is illegal?
Yeah. The guy is desensitized, sure, but is he closer to the truth, or farther away? It seems to me that if one thinks "being human doesn't make you special, then "killing is wrong" is not an intellectual conclusion, it's emotional.
Listening to this after just having a nosebleed is a surreal experience.
*Everybody here is freaking out about the meat episodes and I'm just laughing in Vegan*
Hello fellow vegan TMA fan
Ikr lmao
Hi!
@@elijahwilensky3318 Veiny udders, hypertophied to the point that they're covered with ulcers, being pumped relentlessly in a cruel parody of motherhood...
Hello fellow vegan !
To be honest, this episode kinda broke me. I had tears in my eyes (it's rare for me) at the beginning, when the character explains his job at the slaughterhouse.
I didn't really find the story to be scary, it was just... too real. Well, aside from the endless corridors, of course. Reminded me of some of the worst footage I've seen.
I'm gonna hug my rabbit now
Damn, if I wasn't already vegetarian this would have done it for me.
Same
yep, looks like i'm a vegetarian now
It feels important that almost all of the statements have a "slowly and deliberately" somewhere
This episode has me DEEPLY DESTERBED!! I would please like to delete it from my mind!
I feel like Tom gets overlooked when we talk about recurring characters in the show
Kind of random but the green in the logo reminds me of that green paint that was famous for being, radioactive? I think? Basically these ladies were working in a factory and were painting with this green paint, and were taught to lick the brushes so they could get good lines. Lots of them had facial deformities and many died because of how toxic or something the paint was. I think there was even one whose bottom jaw just, fell off.
haven't finished the episode yet but as soon as he mentioned he worked at a slaughterhouse, i instantly thought of the 'man upstairs' episode- im wondering if its connected at all
Me, watching this while eating chicken: An absolutely scintillating episode
Not gonna lie I could still go for a burger lol
The abattoir setting of this episode subtly reminds me of that X-files episode in season 2 called "Our Town" where Mulder and Scully investigate a group of cultists who operate a chicken processing plant.
nice description of why I'm a vegetarian.
Addition after listening further: yup that is my vegetarian nightmare.
Slaughter? Flesh?
I think it also had a hint of Spiral too
More Flesh , I think.
Slaughter, Eat Flesh
✨entity crossover episode✨
Flesh, for sure. Quintessential Flesh. :)
Heating my food BEFORE the episode great idea
"hmm, i should listen to tma while i eat" (realizes what episode im on) "never mind"
Ok but no ones talking about how this guy said that you can’t tell the difference between humans and pigs if their heads and limbs are chopped off??? Like how would he know? Unless he’s seen a human without a head and limbs?
Watching this while I'm hungry should be giving me a complicated feeling.
Five minutes in: I‘m never going to eat meat again.
I saw Earthlings when I was a kid. Seeing that horrible footage… I genuinely tried to go vegan right away. I didn’t stick with it, as it was difficult to pick and choose what to eat (we were barely above the poverty line), but nearly a decade later I still absolutely hate the meat and dairy industries. I do my best to eat seafood and reduce the amount of farm animal meats I consume- and when I do, I try to look into where it’s sourced from. I’m definitely not perfect.
But damn, man, knowing what a slaughterhouse looks / operates like… it’s a real chilling topic for a horror story like this one. I’m honestly surprised there aren’t more movies about this type of thing.
Maybe I shouldn’t be, though. People love to stay blissfully ignorant.
i wonder if this entity we are assuming to deal with this episode is similar to the FreeFall episode and maybe the Lost Johns' Cave episode.
possibly! I also when I heard of the name of it I already knew which entity it was but for reasons as you're a new listener I will not say. unless you're fine with maybe spoilers. I have no idea if it counts as one tho.
The idea that some people, or creature that takes the form of people, is going around, cursing people to fall into these liminal spaces is quite interesting.
One thing I'm quite curious about, is why people keep being let out? Skydiver especially as he was actually taken back in shortly after leaving.
After the death of Tom, it’s advisable for David to *lay low*
Nice 👍
SPOILERS FOR LATER SEASONS:
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So... a pit cheweing an endless supply of meat huh? Kinda sound like the kind of thing that needs to be interruped with some explosives...
I shouldn't have been eating while listening to this and I'm sorry for everyone who did the same too.
And yes, reminds of the meat room guy. The Flesh goes wild.
Not gonna lie, the comments terrified me... but it wasn't as bad as some were reacting. I mean, it is shocking, to say the least, but it's not super traumatizing that I'd stop eating meat altogether. I've seen goats and chickens being slashed right in front of me (as sacrifices during festivals) so it's not that horrifying to me. I mean, the butchers always kill the chickens right in front of the customers (at least where I live) so I'm used to it by now.
Some people have more of a casual affect than others. Some can’t accept the reality that they are just meat too. Or not accept the fact that we kill to survive. That the consuming of Flesh is common and even needed at times.
It’s not so much empathy for animals as it is the fear that could be you. Empathy plays a small part, but I personally think is the horrible realization of having to kill to survive they are disgusted with.
Some people can accept this and shrug it off as a circle of life thing. Others hair can’t.
Huh , it is the third time someone says some vague sentence which causes the listener to be transported into some alternate place soon after , same thing as johns cave and the freefall
Wish I had the capacity to go vegetarian. It’d be a load off the mind. Wish I had the capacity to work a small dairy farm or something like that. Nicer place. Focus more on happy and healthy animals than preparing for a slaughter or efficiency over health and comfort. Wish I could do a lot of things.
Keep working at it man you’ll get there
Yeah no dairy farm aren't really happy places... Newborn babies separated from their mothers and all of that... And it still end in the slaughterhouse for all of them
@@macabrecitrus2127 well more of a "I have a plot of land with cows on it and I milk them" kinda "dairy farm". I wouldn't be doing it to make a profit. Just a nice piece of property with some chickens for eggs and cows for milk. Maybe some pigs muckin about cuz pigs are cute. Not an actual farm. I have no intention of eating any animal I raise myself. Just some pet pigs.
Couldn't tell you if cow milk has to be processed first but I imagine it can be drank relatively fresh.
This would be a dream scenario where I already have a lot of money to retire on and still have a good internet connection so I could still stream as a hobby.
I worked on a small organic dairy farm.
Babies stayed w their mothers for a month ish, and were weaned off milk by... Oh, I think.. three months? (I can go into the process of weaning if you'd like. Basically just hand feeding the babies with a bottle, slowly giving them less over time).
Dairy goats, at least, would be kept for milking about 6 years. Idk about cows. After that I do think they were sent for slaughter, but I know some were able to stay and be "retired." Supposedly the farmer would get the butchered meat back and eat it/share it with the other few workers. I'm vegetarian so I sorta ignored that, and it didn't happen often - once in the year I was there.
Not disagreeing, just adding to the discussion.
Family farming doesn't have to be super expensive if you do it right! And it's the only ethical way imo (beyond buying from small farming neighbors, etc.)
Altho milking can be hard (have to breed the animal for it to produce milk, and setting that up is supposedly slightly tricky if you don't have your own males).
You don't have to process fresh milk, but it's one of those things where children shouldn't drink unprocessed milk etc. etc.
Good luck!! I hope you do get a little peaceful farm to befriend and live with your animals. :D
(look into training livestock guardian dogs if you do! They're so useful, yet I've seen many farmers let them go to waste through poor training. Also: guard llamas. Guard geese. And goats. :)
Ok, i dunno if this is just me, but at 20:38, he said Walthamstowe, I believe, and didn't one episode have a place also called Walthamstowe, I think it was MAG05, 93 Lancaster Road, *Waltamstowe* idk if I heard it right, just a thought.
*listening to tma while eating dinner*
*sees title, remembers plot of statement*
*rushes to finish my chicken before it starts properly*
jonathan: september the first-
the case number: november baybeeee
at this point im assuming the "wrong" dates are written like that on purpose. im just dying bcus this is messing up my spreadsheet do i file this under september or november
Did anyone else get a weird sense of deja vu listening this??
*Gagging noises.*
Between this and It I'm gonna have nightmares about air powered stunning guns.
as a vegan this one was deeply disturbing
I was almost crying at the beginning silly me
And always nice to see a Gorillaz fan
i would never kill anyone nor eat a human, but i think i kinda get the we are meat feeling. i was studying in medschool before switching to another health profession and we had anatomy. WARNING GORE the first time i had to see a smelly mutilated corpse i was disgusted(it was pretty complete, just most limbs missing and the head had its upper part cut. the only arm had tatoos, and the skin was greyish, and its back was in layers to study the muscles there), and all the hour to go home i felt we were a bunch of live meat, that could die and be fleshed like a pig just as easily.i felt dirty, i needed to take a shower ASAP, and was not hungry for lunch. after a while of returning to anatomy class you get kinda inmune. sure it is still disgusting to hold human flesh, but you get a bit desensitized, as it is a means to an end with all respect to the former humans. i was grateful, i am, about their contribution but it still is weird. Iliked the episode, specially since it takes a more human way in the workers who are just doing what they can to bring food to their families as not everyone can work as what they want unfortunately.
This episode makes me really sad about the fact that I'm not vegetarian :( but I'm fructose intolerant so like I can't eat ANYTHING raw.
Still... I genuinely wish I didn't grow up with so much meat in every dish you can imagine.
I can't blame David for quitting after that experience, I would too.
I wonder if the meat entity from before had something to do with this.
4:33 convinced me to become a full vegetarian.
I already don't eat pig products, and I barely eat beef as it is, but this convinced me. I just can't bear to eat creatures that suffer like this just for my taste buds.
From now on it's just fish, and a lot of tofu and peas.
Fish suffer too bud. Pity all the creatures, great and small, are so damned delicious. Go for hunted, and fished by individuals. Much more 'humane'
@@verrufen2642 to be *fair* I don't eat fish very often (like maybe twice a year?), but you're 100% correct; fish are living creatures too, and suffer just the same as the rest of us. (btw, what are your thoughts on fish grown in hatcheries/ fisheries as a way to combat over-fishing? I'd like to know)
yeah--and that way you know how much of the food is going to waste, and can control it better (looking at you, grocery stores that throw away thousands of pounds of food 1 day past the expiration date)
@@verrufen2642 oh, and thank you for your polite comment! :)
@@thesewinggeekmiri9029 there used to be a place in a city i once lived in that had an agreement with the local grocery stores to take in any and all food that had technically expired (but was still edible) and had volunteers cook some up, while allowing for all the rest to be taken for free. Even they couldn't get rid of it all!
On the topic of fish, we do in fact need a lot of fats and such that can only naturally get from eating fish. Overfishing is a huge problem, but actually increasingly worse is the contamination from micro plastics and the threat of rising acidity levels in the ocean. Basically, we're killing everything in many horrible ways, so any alternatives that might have less ecological impact is important to investigate and support.
..... We are a truly terrible species! It would be good to support low impact hunting and fishing do so. It's expensive, and harder to source, but damn if everyone could do it.... But I sure can't afford that at the moment 😅