I am on a dock,
fishing. There are lots of fish
swimming right under
the water. One fish gets caught in my fishing
line. I lift it out of
the water and it's all
puffed out, in obvious
distress at being caught.
It is completely tangled up in my fishing line. I am going to have to
untangle it myself. But I don't want to
touch the fish because it
has
spindles over it and might hurt me. I ask if this is the kind
of fish that has very sharp spindles and they tell me that it's not
a particularly sharp-spindled fish, but all fish have some sort of
spindles.
I start untangling the fish and it starts bleeding from being handled.
My father sees my distress and asks what about this distresses me.
I tell him that I just don't want to see the fish getting hurt.
He takes it from me and goes to kill the fish. But he does this
by crushing it under both his hands. And this killing takes a long
time and I can hear the bones of the fish getting crushed over and
over again.