Animals and meat

I eat meat sometimes. I don't know why. Laziness, perhaps. Or I might just as well take away that 'perhaps'. There is no redeeming explanation or excuse. I watch pictures like these and feel sick. What is it that I have been eating? Corpses of animals that have been confined to a 'life' of misery. Of course, I know what it is I eat. Yet, I continue to deceive myself about it, suppressing those reactions of disgust by telling myself that it is simply 'food'.