I first went to Dubai Fish Market couple of weeks ago with the idea to perhaps document the experience, but it soon changed into sadness. I'm not… Read More
I first went to Dubai Fish Market couple of weeks ago with the idea to perhaps document the experience, but it soon changed into sadness. I'm not really sure what I was expecting but it wasn't what I saw and definitely not how I felt.
It's not exactly Tokyo's Tsukiji or Pike Place in Seattle, and it doesn't have to be, it's quite traditional in some ways, more then adequate and has everything you could possibly need.
Everything is incredibly fresh and cost less then half of what you'd normally pay at your favorite supermarket, but with a caveat though – at your supermarket you wouldn't expect to see fresh kill arrive right in front of your own eyes, some still moving, at your supermarket you wouldn't expect to see those beautiful and majestic sharks arriving right in front of you all covered in blood.
Don't get me wrong, i'm a meat eater like most, but standing there watching all those trucks off-loading their fresh kill, I just felt so sad and so incredibly ashamed of myself.
We call ourselves civilized people, we write poetry about love and listen to music of Bach and Lennon, but we also make this happen… It doesn't matter how we justify this, we are responsible for all this massacre.
It's not my intention to offend or criticise anyone, I'm a meat eater myself, just trying to explain how I felt when came face to face with reality. Read Less