The Thrill of Death



It was a cold and crisp early Tuesday morning before Thanksgiving somewhere in the outer lands of Ventura, California where I gathered with a few friends to witness a goat slaughter. I have never really experienced an animal being killed before so I wasn’t really sure what I would expect or how I would react but I knew that I would be intrigued.

Jackson Compean, the man behind the operation, grew up in Nairobi, Kenya where slaughtering a goat for its meat was a common thing to do. Jackson chose to be a vegan for the last ten months and decided that for him to start eating meat and dairy again he wanted to slaughter a goat like he did back home.

The unlucky animal in question was an adorable one-year-old cashmere goat named Chester.

I think there was a little part of me that wanted to rescue Chester and take him somewhere we he could roam free. But after the deed was done I felt weirdly thrilled. I was almost ashamed of how much excitement I got from the whole experience.

Although I am not sure how soon I will participate in something like that again, I’m glad I was able to be a part of it and I think it was a great learning experience.