I went fishing over Christmas - just one afternoon, in a river way out west. I had not been fishing for maybe 30 years.
We caught a lot of silver perch and one jewfish. The hooks were RARELY caught in the perch mouths - more often than not it was through their eye or their stomach (obviously "caught" them when they were darting away from the bait).
Oddly, the perch didn't seem to bother me, but when it came time to kill the jewfish, it struck home. Had to use a machete to behead the fish, upon which I was sprayed with blood like a murderer (which I felt like!). Blood driping down the machete and sprayed all over my clothes. Then nailing the tail to a fence post before pulling the skin off with pliers...which I let my father do. I felt psychologically depressed and remorseful and from then on I vowed to NEVER fish again - very similar to the article Les linked to.
I couldn't eat it when it was served.
It didn't turn me vegan, but I vowed never to harm an animal in any way again. Unfortunately, I don't have the fortitude to stop others killing for my degustation, but perhaps that may change.
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