Whats With the Beef These Dayss
Carnivore'south Dilemma
Unhealthy. Nutritious. Cruel. Delicious. Unsustainable. All-American. In the beef debate in that location are and so many sides.
At Wrangler Feedyard, on the Loftier Plains of the Texas Panhandle, dark was coming to an stop, and 20,000 tons of meat were beginning to stir. The humans who run this city of beef had been up for hours. Steam billowed from the stacks of the feed mill; trucks rumbled down alleys, pouring rivers of steam-flaked corn into 9 miles of concrete troughs. In one crowded pen later on another, big heads poked through the contend and plunged into the troughs. For most of the 43,000 cattle hither, it would be just another mean solar day of putting on a couple pounds of well-marbled beef. Only near the yard's north end a few hundred animals were embarking on their final journey: By afternoon they'd exist dissever in half and hanging from hooks.
Meat is murder. Meat—peculiarly beef—is cigarettes and a Hummer rolled into one. For the sake of the animals, our ain health, and the health of the planet, we must eat less of it.
Meat is delicious. Meat is nutritious. Global demand is soaring for good reason, and we must find a style to produce more than of it.
In short, meat—specially beef—has become the stuff of trigger-happy contend.
People can't settle that contend for others—Americans, say, can't decide how much beef or other meat Chinese should eat as their living standards improve. But each of the states takes a personal stand with every trip to the supermarket. Critics of industrial-calibration beef production say information technology'south warming our climate, wasting country we could use to feed more people, and polluting and wasting precious h2o—all while subjecting millions of cattle to early decease and a wretched life in confinement. Most of us, though, have little idea how our beef is actually produced. Last January, as role of a longer journey into the world of meat, I spent a week at Wrangler, in Tulia, Texas. I was looking for an answer to one fundamental question: Is it all right for an American to eat beefiness?
And then at 6:45 on a Tuesday morning I was standing with Paul Defoor, chief operating officer of Cactus Feeders, the company that operates Wrangler and 8 other feed yards in the panhandle and in Kansas. Cactus ships a million head of cattle a yr; Defoor and I were watching a few dozen get on a truck. The temperature was in the teens. The cattle were steaming every bit cowboys on horseback and on human foot herded 17 of them—enough to fill i deck of the 18-bicycle motorbus truck—downward an alley of fences. The animals couldn't know where they were headed; still, at the pinnacle of the ramp the lead steer stopped and wouldn't enter the truck.
"One or 2 days a week there are a couple of hours that are a lilliputian tough," said Defoor. "You lot take to want to do this."
A few deft maneuvers from a cowboy, and within seconds the cattle jam dissolved. More x tons of alive freight surged onto the truck'southward top deck, then another 10 filled the lower deck. The truck shook. Dust poured from the slits in its sides. The driver shut the rolling door, climbed in the cab, and took off across the chiliad.
Defoor and I followed in his pickup. In the pen that had been these animals' terminal home, route graders were already scraping 5 months' worth of manure off the hardpan. By the fourth dimension we got to the front gate, the truck was disappearing toward Interstate 27 and the Tyson packing plant exterior Amarillo. Nosotros raced subsequently information technology. Behind us the sky was just starting to plough pink.
"If y'all call a repast a third of a pound of lean beef," Defoor said, "so one of those animals you saw getting on the truck will make 1,800 meals. That'southward amazing. Y'all're looking at 60,000 meals on this truck ahead of us."
Cactus Feeders, which is headquartered in Amarillo and endemic at present by its employees, was co-founded past a cattleman from Nebraska named Paul Engler. In 1960, the story goes, Engler came to the area to buy cattle for a Nebraska feedlot and realized the panhandle was the perfect place for feedlots. Likewise abundant cattle, it had a warm, dry out climate that allowed them to grow fast—they waste energy in cold and mud—and enough of grain.
Over the next few decades the panhandle became the feedlot majuscule of the world. Engler started Cactus Feeders in 1975 and built it into the world's largest cattle-feeding company. (It's now the 2nd largest.) The way Engler saw it, his company'southward mission was to make beef cheap plenty for all. "My begetter didn't know anyone who didn't similar the taste of beef," says Mike Engler, the current CEO. "But he knew people who couldn't afford information technology."
From the beginning, though, the business faced headwinds: In 1976 per capita beef consumption peaked in the U.s.a. at 91.5 pounds a twelvemonth. Information technology has since fallen more than 40 percent. Final yr Americans ate on average 54 pounds of beef each, virtually the same corporeality as a century ago. Instead we swallow twice every bit much chicken as nosotros did in 1976 and virtually six times as much every bit a century ago. It's cheaper and supposedly meliorate for our hearts. Nosotros slaughter more than viii billion chickens a twelvemonth at present in the U.South., compared with some 33 1000000 cattle.
A friendly, unassuming man of 63, Mike Engler is an unlikely cattle businesswoman. When his father was starting Cactus, Mike was at Johns Hopkins University getting a Ph.D. in biochemistry. He went on to do research at Harvard and the University of Texas. Subsequently 24 years abroad, he came back to Amarillo in 1993—a traumatic year for the beef industry. Four children died and hundreds of people were sickened by hamburgers at Jack in the Box restaurants that had been contaminated by a virulent strain of E. coli.
Afterward that came the mad-cow scare; no i yet has gotten the human variant of the encephalon-wasting disease from American beef, merely Americans learned that livestock protein, which can spread the disease if contaminated, had often been fed to cattle until the Nutrient and Drug Administration banned the practice in 1997. In the media a consensus began to form about feed yards: They were cruel, icky, and unnatural hellholes, similar 14th-century London, Michael Pollan wrote in The Omnivore's Dilemma, "teeming and filthy and stinking, with open up sewers, unpaved roads, and choking air rendered visible past dust." Only massive use of antibiotics kept the plagues at bay.
In the truck one day I asked Defoor about zilpaterol, a controversial feed additive that makes cattle gain extra weight. He began his answer by asking me to "presume that Mike Engler and Paul Defoor are not evil people." It sounded odd—but it was a reflection of the cracking disconnect that exists in America between the people who eat meat and the people who produce near of information technology.
Defoor is a alpine, slender man of forty, with a weathered confront and a taste for explaining recondite things like ruminant nutrition—he has a Ph.D. in the subject from Texas Tech. Riding around the panhandle in his pickup, I got to know him a bit. Nosotros visited the 320 acres he owns outside Canyon, where he goes afterwards piece of work to plow his wheat field or feed his own small herd of cows and calves. We talked almost macroeconomics and the role of government. We even talked about God in one case or twice. Information technology concerned Defoor that I was on afar terms with Him. It concerned me that Defoor, a deeply scientific human being, wasn't much bothered about climate modify. We agreed to keep our minds open.
Defoor was raised on a minor subcontract northward of Houston, where his family unit grew all their own food and sold some as well. "We had cows, we had chickens, we had goats," he says. It seems to him now that he was always picking peas; they had a few acres of them. He doesn't miss that life.
It's not how you feed the earth, he says. It's non how you increase people's standard of living, starting with the 500 people who piece of work for Cactus. You practise those things by using technology to increase productivity and decrease waste.
40-nine people work total-time at Wrangler Feedyard, says Walt Garrison, the manager. It takes merely seven to operate the automated mill that cooks iii meals a day for 43,000 cattle—750 tons of feed. Next to the reckoner screens that track the catamenia of corn from hard kernels at one finish of the mill to steam-flaked feed at the other, a sign displays the "Cactus Creed: Efficient Conversion of Feed Free energy Into the Maximum Production of Beef at the Lowest Possible Price." Living that creed requires the engineering science-assisted coddling of 43,000 rumens.
The rumen is the largest of a cow's four stomachs—"a wonder of nature," says Defoor. It'due south a giant biscuit balloon swollen with upward to twoscore gallons of liquid. The first time I saw a rumen, in a small slaughter-house in Wisconsin, it filled a wheelbarrow; in life it fills almost of the left side of a cow. Information technology's a behemothic vat in which the food ingested by a moo-cow is fermented by a circuitous ecosystem of microbes, releasing volatile fat acids from which the moo-cow gets its energy. At Wrangler, I came to sympathise, a rumen is too like a high-performance race-car engine, cared for at frequent intervals by a highly trained pit crew.
The goal is to pump as much energy as possible through the rumen so that the animal gains weight as fast equally possible without making information technology sick. Ruminants can digest grass, which is mostly roughage. But corn kernels, which are mostly starch, contain much more than energy. At Wrangler but most viii pct of the finishing ration is roughage—ground sorghum and corn plants. The rest is corn, flaked to make the starch more digestible, and ethanol by-products.
The feed also is treated with two antibiotics. Monensin kills off fiber-fermenting bacteria in the rumen that are less efficient at digesting corn, allowing others to proliferate. Tylosin helps preclude liver abscesses, an affliction that cattle on loftier-energy diets are more than prone to.
The loftier-grain nutrition also increases the risk of acidosis: Acids accumulate in the rumen and spread to the bloodstream, making the beast sick and in severe cases even lame. Every animal differs in its susceptibility. "That's something we struggle with in this industry," says Kendall Karr, the nutritionist who oversees the diet at all Cactus Feeders yards. "In that location'south so much variation. We're not producing widgets."
GPS-guided feed trucks evangelize precise amounts to each pen, and every morning feed manager Armando Vargas adjusts those rations by as little as a few ounces a caput, trying to brand sure the animals swallow their fill without waste or disease. Cowboys ride through each pen, looking for an indented left flank that suggests a rumen isn't full or a drooping caput that signals a sick animal. Well-nigh 6.five percent of the feedlot cattle become sick at some bespeak, says Cactus veterinary Carter Male monarch, mostly with respiratory infections. About one percent die before they reach butchering weight, generally between 1,200 and 1,400 pounds.
Pharmaceuticals are crucial to the feedlot manufacture. Every creature that arrives at Wrangler receives implants of two steroid hormones that add muscle: estradiol, a form of estrogen, and trenbolone acetate, a synthetic hormone. Defoor says these drugs save virtually a hundred dollars' worth of feed per fauna—a significant sum, given the industry'southward traditionally depression profit margins. Finally, during the last three weeks of their lives, the Wrangler cattle are given a beta-agonist. Zilpaterol, the one with the biggest effect, causes them to pack on an extra 30 pounds of lean meat. To the industry, it's an FDA-approved wonder drug—Cactus has given zilpaterol to six million cattle without incident, Defoor says. But last year, after 17 cattle turned up lame at a Tyson Foods slaughterhouse in Washington State, Tyson and other beefiness packers began refusing cattle that had received zilpaterol. Cactus is now using a beta-agonist that's less potent.
In 2013 the U.S. produced almost the aforementioned amount of beef as information technology did in 1976, about 13 1000000 tons. It achieved this while slaughtering 10 1000000 fewer cattle, from a herd that was almost 40 million head smaller. The average slaughter animate being packs 23 percent more meat these days than in 1976. To the people at Cactus Feeders, that's a technological success story—one that meat producers volition demand to expand on every bit global demand for meat keeps ascent.
"Ane thing I know is, we're humans, and they're animals," Defoor says. "We accept domesticated them for our purpose. We'll care for them with dignity and with respect, simply to bring them into a feed grand for 120 or 150 days, that'due south not a bad environment for them."
When I tell friends I spent a calendar week on a cattle feedlot, they say, "That must have been atrocious." It wasn't. The people at Wrangler appeared competent and devoted to their piece of work. They tried to handle cattle gently. The pens were crowded but not jammed—the cattle had effectually 150 to 200 square anxiety each, and since they tend to bunch upwardly anyway, there was open space. I spent hours riding around the lot with the windows open and standing in pens, and the scent wasn't bad. After reading Pollan, I had expected to be standing "hock deep" in dirty excrement. I was relieved to exist standing on dry out clay—manure, to exist sure, but dry out. Most cattle feedlots are in dry places like the Texas Panhandle.
Are feedlots sustainable? The question has besides many facets for in that location to be an easy respond. With antibody resistance in humans a growing concern, the FDA has adopted voluntary guidelines to limit antimicrobial drug use in animal-feeding operations—simply those guidelines won't impact Wrangler much, considering the antibiotics in that location are either non used in humans (monensin) or tin be prescribed by a veterinarian to prevent disease (tylosin). The hormones and beta-agonists used at Wrangler are non considered, past the FDA at least, to exist a human health business. Merely as the animals excrete them, the effect they might have on the surroundings is less clear.
The issue that concerns Defoor nearly is water. The panhandle farmers who supply corn and other crops to the feedlots are draining the Ogallala aquifer; at the electric current step it could be exhausted in this century. But Texas feedlots long ago outgrew the local grain supply. Much of the corn now comes by train from the corn chugalug.
The biggest, virtually mind-numbing issue of all is the global i: How do we meet demand for meat while protecting biodiversity and fighting climate change? A mutual argument these days is that people in developed countries need to eat less meat in general, consume chicken instead of beefiness, and, if they must eat beefiness, brand it grass fed. I've come up to doubt that the solution is that elementary.
For starters, that advice neglects beast welfare. After my week at Wrangler, I visited a modern broiler farm in Maryland, on the Delmarva Peninsula, a region that raised 565 million chickens final twelvemonth. The farm was clean, and the owners seemed well-intentioned. Just the floor of the dimly lit, 500-pes-long shed—one of six at the farm—was solidly carpeted with 39,000 white birds that had been bred to grow fat-breasted and mature in under seven weeks. If your goal every bit a meat-eater is to minimize total animal suffering, you lot're improve off eating beefiness.
Simply would Americans help feed the globe if they ate less beefiness? The argument that information technology's wasteful to feed grain to animals, especially cattle—which pound for pound require four times equally much of it equally chickens—has been effectually at least since Nutrition for a Modest Planet was published in 1971. The portion of the U.Southward. grain harvest consumed by all animals, 81 percentage and then, has plummeted to 42 percent today, as yields have soared and more grain has been converted to ethanol. Ethanol now consumes 36 percent of the bachelor grain, beef cattle only about x pct. Still, you lot might think that if Americans ate less beefiness, more grain would become bachelor for hungry people in poor countries.
In that location's trivial evidence that would happen in the globe we really live in. Using an economic model of the earth food system, researchers at the International Food Policy Research Institute (IFPRI) in Washington, D.C., have projected what would happen if the entire developed globe were to cut its consumption of all meat past half—a radical change. "The impact on nutrient security in developing countries is minimal," says Mark Rosegrant of IFPRI. Prices for corn and sorghum drib, which helps a fleck in Africa, merely globally the primal food grains are wheat and rice. If Americans eat less beefiness, corn farmers in Iowa won't export wheat and rice to Africa and Asia.
The notion that curbing U.S. beefiness eating might take a big touch on global warming is similarly suspect. A study last year by the United nations Food and Agriculture Arrangement (FAO) concluded that beef production accounts for 6 percent of global greenhouse gas emissions. Only if the world abstained entirely from beef, emissions would drop by less than 6 percent, considering more a third of them come from the fertilizer and fossil fuels used in raising and shipping feed grain. Those farmers would go along to farm—after all, there'due south a hungry world to feed.
If Americans eliminated beef cattle entirely from the mural, we could exist confident of cutting emissions by about ii percent—the amount that beefiness cattle emit direct by belching methane and dropping manure that gives off methane and nitrous oxide. Nosotros made that kind of emissions cut one time before, in a regrettable manner. Co-ordinate to an estimate by A. Due north. Hristov of Penn Land, the l million bison that roamed Northward America before settlers arrived emitted more than methane than beef cattle exercise today.
The problem of global warming is overwhelmingly one of replacing fossil fuels with clean energy sources—but it's certainly true that you can reduce your ain carbon footprint past eating less beef. If that'due south your goal, though, you should probably avoid grass-fed beef (or bison). Cattle belch at least twice as much methane on grass-based diets every bit they practice on grain, says animal nutritionist Andy Cole, who has put them in respiration chambers at the USDA Agricultural Research Service lab in Bushland, Texas. The animals proceeds weight slower on grass, considering it's higher in cobweb and less digestible, and for the same reason they emit more methane—wasting carbon instead of converting it to meat. If we were to close all the feedlots and finish all cattle on pasture, we'd demand more land and a much larger cattle herd, emitting a lot more methane per animal, to meet the need for beef.
Hither's the inconvenient truth: Feedlots, with their troubling use of pharmaceuticals, save land and lower greenhouse gas emissions. Latin American beef, according to the FAO, produces more than than twice as many emissions per pound as its North American counterpart—because more of the cattle are on pasture, and because ranchers have been cutting down so much pelting wood to make pastures and cropland for feed. Faced with the staggering problem of meeting rising global demand for meat, "feedlots are amend than grass fed, no question," says Jason Clay, a nutrient expert at WWF. "We take got to intensify. We've got to produce more with less."
Fifty-fifty proponents acknowledge that grass-fed beef tin't meet the U.S. demand, let alone a growing global need. "Can't be done," says Mack Graves, quondam CEO of Panorama Meats, which supplies Whole Foods Marketplace in the West. "Need is going to proceed going up. Information technology's going to accept to be beef raised equally efficiently as possible, and grass fed isn't efficient compared with feedlot."
Economical efficiency isn't the only criterion, though, Graves says. Cattle graze a lot of land in the world that isn't suitable for growing crops. If the grazing is managed well, it can enrich the soil and make the land more productive—doing what bison once did for the prairie. In New United mexican states and Colorado, I visited several grass-fed-beef producers who practice what'south sometimes called management-intensive grazing. Instead of letting cattle fan out over a huge pasture for the whole yr, these ranchers keep them in a tight herd with the assist of portable electrical fences, moving the fences every few days to make certain the grasses are cropped just enough and have fourth dimension to recover.
The guru of the movement is a Zimbabwean scientist named Allan Savory, who says that managed grazing can describe huge amounts of carbon dioxide out of the atmosphere—a controversial claim. Merely the ranchers I met all swore that managed grazing had transformed their pastures. The beef they're producing is less economically efficient than feedlot beefiness, just in some ways it'due south ameliorate ecologically. They aren't using pharmaceuticals in feed. They aren't extracting nutrients in the form of corn from heavily fertilized soil in Iowa, shipping them up to a thousand miles on 110-car trains, and piling them up as manure in Texas. Instead their cattle are building and maintaining a landscape.
At the Blue Range Ranch in the San Luis Valley of southern Colorado, which sells cattle to Panorama, information technology was calving season when I visited. Like other ranchers in the region, George Whitten and his wife, Julie Sullivan, have struggled to make ends run across during a decade-long drought. But lately in that location's been a hopeful evolution: They've partnered with nearby farmers who let them graze their cattle on stubble and irrigated cover crops—sorghum, kale, clover. That fattens the cattle and fertilizes the fields at the same time.
At 5:30 one morning Whitten and I went out into his home pasture to bank check the cattle. Venus shone like the axle of a helicopter in the eastern sky, above a faint stripe of greyness that outlined the snowcapped Sangre de Cristos. Afterwards dawn we watched a newborn calf struggle to its anxiety for the first time. Staggering effectually its mother on wobbly legs, the little dogie finally found the udder.
"They have a keen life," Graves says. "And one bad mean solar day."
Rising Need for Meat
PRESENT-DAY BOUNDARIES SHOWN ON MAP. But countries with populations greater than 40 1000000 shown on graphic. VIRGINIA Westward. Mason, JASON Care for, AND ALEXANDER STEGMAIER, NGM STAFF. SOURCE: FAO
At Wrangler I asked the veterinarian, Carter Male monarch, how it felt to ship cattle he had watched over. "I tell you what," he said, "every time I drive down the interstate and laissez passer a truck that has a load of fats in it, I silently say thank you—thank you to the cattle for feeding our country."
That Tuesday morning, headed due north on I-27, Paul Defoor and I caught up with the truck nosotros'd been chasing, which was doing 70 miles an hour. Tyson had non granted my request to visit the packing plant, but Defoor had offered to follow the cattle to the plant gate. He pulled alongside and so we could see the cattle, then fell in backside the truck. A fine mist formed on our windshield: A heifer in the truck alee was relieving herself through the slatted sides.
At the Caviness Beef Packers institute in Hereford, Texas, which slaughters every bit many equally 1,800 cattle a day, the president, Trevor Caviness, gave me a tour. In the "knock box" we watched some cattle dice. They were first knocked unconscious by a accident to the forehead from a bolt gun, so strung up by their back hooves and killed past a man with a knife who slit the carotid and jugular. The conventionalities that information technology's morally wrong to eat animals is highly-seasoned, and perchance as a species we'll get at that place one solar day, but information technology's hard to square with our evolutionary history as hunters. The deaths I saw at Caviness and at another slaughter-house I visited seemed quicker and less filled with terror and pain than many deaths administered by hunters must be.
When I got back from my travels, it was time for my annual physical. My cholesterol was a little higher, and my doc asked why that might be. I'd been hanging around cattlemen and their steaks, I said. My doc, who hasn't eaten a steak in 20 years, was unsympathetic. "Just say no," he said. At that place's no doubt that eating less beef wouldn't hurt me or nearly Americans. But the science is unclear on just how much information technology would assistance us—or the planet.
What my reporting had really left me wanting to say no to was antibeef zealotry. That, and the immoderate penchant we Americans have for reducing complex social problems—diet, public health, climate change, nutrient security—to morality tales populated by heroes and villains. On the Fourth of July weekend I went to the meat counter at my local grocery. There were Angus rib optics for $10.99 a pound. Next to them, for $21.99, were some grass-fed rib eyes from a ranch in Minnesota. Either would have been OK. Just I bought hamburger instead.
Photographer Brian Finke is a Texas native; this is his first article for National Geographic. Robert Kunzig is the mag's senior environment editor.
The magazine thanks The Rockefeller Foundation and members of the National Geographic Society for their generous support of this series of articles.
Source: https://www.nationalgeographic.com/foodfeatures/meat/
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