one ex-worker, ‘I had suicidal thoughts from the guilt. I still dream about it now and I can’t look at dead animals packaged up in the supermarket. And think about this as you’re tucking into a roast: you didn’t hear the tortured screams of those animals. You didn’t see them fight with every ounce of their strength to stay alive. You didn’t clean their blood from the factory floor. I did, and the guilt will haunt me forever.’92
