Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Madson Meat

We can hear you now.

"What's happened to the hard-working team at suicidefood.blogspot.com? What quarrel do they have with this picture? It isn't in poor taste. No large-breasted sow shakes her moneymaker. No chicken grins as the hatchet falls. No cow peddles her own seared flesh. No blood, no tears! Nothing but an adorable little pig, proud as brass buttons!"

Yes, precisely! And that makes it one of the most chilling things we've seen in a long time. It's the G-rated nature that renders the affair so macabre!

There he sits on his banana leaf (?), the epitome of the trusting innocent. Whatever his masters have in mind, it's all right by him.

That he—this handsome, perky little fella—could still be killed, carved up, and grilled… That good ol' Prince or Duke or Puddles—for surely he was loved enough to have a name—should be betrayed in such a manner…

We are shaken, friends.

And ask yourselves this: Does Puddles wish to die merely as a means of pleasing his people? Does he know what is in store for him? And what exactly is in store for him? These additional images from the Madson Meat website tell the tale, as if you needed it told:

Addendum (6/04/09): And here's our little friend on a jaunt to Berlin! (Thanks to Dr. CSB for the referral and photo.)


Nina said...

whoah. these images they use to sell their product...? that's like from a horror movie. meat-eaters sure are a hardened lot.

Anonymous said...

Oh, dear God, noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

Anonymous said...

Wow, reading that actually makes me really hungry.