[ WP ] `` They call us monsters , son . ''

The blood splattered the floors. The entrails became the carpet that one with any sense of morality could n't step foot on. 
 `` Do you see son? Do you see what we have done here?'' said the father. 
 The son replied with, `` No, I feel like shit! I'm terrified, how could you just take a life like that?'' 
 `` The thought itself is simple, but complex to grasp. You see, we like any other animal are capable of expanding our own population. And much like any other animal, we're taking no consideration of the rest of the world as we live our lives.'' 
 The father started carving out pieces of hearts and intestines, and meticulously put them into a a large turkey bag. 
 `` You see, we've bred, with no consequence. No longer is it about the smartest, strongest or best. It's about a resource management system that we made up. We've made a lottery out of our opportunities. And the winners will prosper, regardless of how deserving they are.'' the father said as he carefully dissected each organ out of his fresh kill. 
 `` But life is funny, son. ``, said the father. He continued, `` Sometimes things have a natural way of correcting themselves. Sometimes, the fairest thing we can do is to upset the undeserving victors.'' The young child wiped his eyes and asked, `` By why do they have to die?'' The father responded, `` For the same reason you've felt safe your entire life. Some animals feel like they're safe. They rely on a perception of strength. and sometimes they rest in it. They'll feel comfortable in it. But the important thing for you to remember, is that no matter what you do in this life. There is always someone better, faster and stronger. And sometimes life will ask you challenge yourself. Ask you to take your world into your own hands. And regardless of the how important your next meal, they're just that. Another meal.'' 
 The father started to skin the corpse when the son stopped him. `` I think I get it dad. We can try to be something. But we're still just animals. And the strongest survive.'' he said. 
 
 The father, with an understanding tone said, `` That's exactly right son. They will call us monsters. But it's only because they ca n't understand how cruel this world was meant to be. And anyone not meant for it, deserves the fate they earned.'' 
 
 With that, the son skinned the flesh off his fathers victim. The father proud, made sure his son understood, `` Now be careful son. People pay a lot for that leather. Try to take it all off in one piece.'' 
 
 The son nodded knowingly, as he carefully skinned the prey.
