We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I've said for a very long time that the same people who despise hunting are often seen grabbing the biggest package of hamburger in the grocery store, and those who think seeing "meat juice" is "gross" go straight for the frozen product.
mmmm. Nothing more tasty than a bit of raw hamburger (organic of course, and 16% fat) and a fine vodka martini. A little sea salt and fresh ground pepper. Usually taken by the chef while creating very tasty Argentina hamburgers with a lovely chimichurri sauce.
My uncle is a butcher. When I was five years old, I got to help rinse the casings, which was a lot of fun for a little kid. I don't think there's anything gross about that photo. It's what a meat grinder looks like.
The problem seems to have originated at the slaughterhouse, not at the processor.