RESURRECT DEAD ON PLANET JUPiTER

very unsettling post

Back in the pre-blog days of this site I wrote something about skinned bunnies and their affects on my childhood brain. I searched the internet for a good photo of skinned bunnies, but couldn’t find anything. On Saturday, I photographed some bunnies in the window of D’Angelo Brothers down in the Italian Market.

There’s something very disturbing about skinned bunnies. Obviously, their faint resemblance to human bodies is at the root of it, but almost equally as unsettling is the mental image of a cute, fluffy, little bunny meeting the reality of a skinned, splayed, decapitated animal lying on a bed of ice. That’s what got to me as a kid and that’s what I tried to capture in that window. The neon reflecting in the cellophane adds to the strange atmosphere.

I’m a meat eater. I’m taking a friend out to dinner on Saturday for her birthday. Her favorite place is Monks and my favorite dish there is the rabbit. I’ll probably order that. As a meat eater, I can’t possibly be disturbed by the reality of the meat and call myself an honest person. There’s a whole lot I could write about meat and the importance of knowing and respecting where it comes from, but that’s really for some other post. Until then, skinned bunnies: