Factory Farming is a Blight

Ihad a quintessential British country-girl upbringing: my family rode horses, kept gundogs, and donned tweed to stalk gamebirds with shotguns. The entire local economy revolved around animals in some way, and every single person I knew, from ruddy-faced farmers to hardened huntsmen, cared about their well-being. There was even a local saying: animals eat first, humans second. Every creature under one’s domain deserved respect, even the ones you ate.