I hear you. My heart breaks every day for everything that ever met us including me.

So I went to look because I wanted to reply with a feel-good story about a super elitist coffee not made by exploiting goats but rather picking naturally eaten but undigested (berries?) out of shitpiles because it softened the shell or flavoured the bean or something.

But it’s bullshit. Bollocks. Your story is correct as are its horrors. Thanks for accidentally teaching me something and sorry to bring it up in retrospect. Not sarcasm, I hate shit like that.

I blame 90s tv and/or whatever the paradox pair of Discovery and History channels peddled.