If I came back as a cow, I’d want to live in Lauterbrunnen. A friend said yesterday that the sight of cows gloomed her out because they all end up being slaughtered. To which I replied, “Wait…cows get slaughtered?” Then I thought about it. The basic principle of any farm is to never let anything go to waste so I guess when cows reach retirement age it’s off to the House of Death. I’m fairly certain that farmers don’t just let them get sick and drop dead on the pasture. So in a way the story of every cow is mirrored in Shohei Imamura‘s The Ballad of Narayama.
