It occurs to me that the 'fight' I am having to go through to raise chickens for meat (setting the caponizing part for now) and to have hens to provide eggs is a LOT like the fight I had to go through when I was breastfeeding my children. I got the old "Why would you want to do THAT?!?!? There is perfectly good formula available at the store." Yeah, expensive formula with potential allergens and extra fat my kids didn't need when milk from the 'tap' was perfectly balanced nutritionally, and free. I work at an office job in a cubicle, and was told that I would have to pump in a stall in the bathroom. My response to THAT involved MANY unprintable words, but boiled down to, "Would you make your kid a peanut butter and jelly sandwich sitting in a bathroom stall? NO? Well I am not making my kid's lunch there either." I argued statistics and civil rights and threatened discrimination suits and finally was given access to an empty office. Now I get the argument of "Why would you want to do that? There are plenty of eggs and lots of chicken available at the grocery store." Is it just me feeling like it's a constant battle?