Runehamster: Picture this. You are scooped out of your bedroom, and placed with just enough room to scratch your nose in a gigantic metal cabinet with a hundred other people, and it's so cold that you can't stay awake. Then, when huge aliens put in money, you're suddenly plopped out back into the fresh air, only to be gutted and eaten.
Make better sense now?
I'm not sure how we treat them any better in the west.
What we do over here, at least, is to buy crabs directly from the fishermen. Live, of course - it takes a very short time for a dead crab to spoil and become dangerous to eat. We fit as many as we can into plastic bags and take them home. They can live for quite a while without water, but if it's hot we need to hurry. When we get home, we put them in a big pot of boiling water. I don't know of anyone who kills them before they're boiled.