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232 pages, Paperback
First published October 1, 2009







The more I learned, the more the animals' suffering resonated with me. Somehow, I felt that eating suffering and calling it nourishment could only produce more suffering. I thought of my ancestry as a Black woman: the rapes, unwanted pregnancies, captivity, stolen babies, grieving mothers, horrific transports, and the physical, mental, and spiritual pain of chattel slavery. I'm convinced that animals of other species, many of whom are more protective of their young than humans, grieve when their babies are taken away. I thought of how much I missed my mother, brother, and sister when I was in foster care. I made the emotional connection that other beings must feel this pain, too, when they are separated from their mothers and other family members. When I saw the battery cages, I thought of the more than two million Americans who know cages firsthand in the prison-industrial complex. I thought of the economically oppressed workers at killing plants and wondered if people who kill and cut all day could still make love at night.