I become queasy at the thought of slaughtering horses for consumption. I'm not PETA - it's an organization whose means of getting their message across rival those of right-to-lifers - but I simply can't think of horses as food. Not in my repertoire.
They've been in our diet for a good long time, even before we were us.
I was working for Stephens College in Columbia, MO, and they have an excellent stable. One of the equestrian students wanted to float her paper by me. It was about slaughterhouses. She was a wee young slip of a lass, and I assumed that she would be violently opposed to reinstating the American slaughterhouses because horses are so cute and I love horses and horses are just unicorns with a haircut.
But I was wrong. She was solidly in favor of the idea, and she convinced me to favor it, as well. The sheer number of abused and neglected horses is staggering... but there's no place to put them. Some are rescues, yes, but by and large there's just too many, and they are truly suffering.