The sweet animals you see in these photos lost their lives in a place that can only exist because the horrors that go on there are kept hidden. Killing is one thing, abuse of the poor animals is another. If you think it's rare, it's not; it happens all the time.
Every one of the dear, gentle animals I posted about yesterday is now dead.
Their innocent minds and warm, beating hearts were stopped by men who
receive a good wage for the terrible job they do. In Halls of Iniquity they
stand with stun guns and blood-smeared knives, in blood-smeared aprons
inside blood splashed walls. Above their heads the lifeless bodies of
animals swing, and at their feet run rivers of blood that has been drained
from their bodies.
The sweet animals you see in these photos lost their lives in a place that
can only exist because the horrors that go on there are kept hidden. Killing
is one thing, abuse of the poor animals is another. If you think it's rare,
it's not; it happens all the time. Google ‘abuses within slaughterhouses’
and thousands of entries will come up. I have never done this, and don’t
advise you to either, but thanks to activists who infiltrate slaughterhouses
there is no shortage of shocking footage available online.
Although most modern slaughterhouses are regimented and as efficient as
possible so maximum profit can be made. a cow walking too slowly, a pig that
screams and tries to run away, may be the target of workers who may have a
short fuse, or feel at the end of their tether, or are under pressure to
keep the kill line going at maximum efficiency. In these infernal places, in
their last hours and minutes, the gentlest animals are shown only
ruthlessness, indifference and violence.
Sometimes the abuse is in plain sight. Yesterday the driver of one of the
trucks we saw was particularly electric prod happy. Again and again he poked
at cows who were huddling at the back, too frightened to get off. The
painful prods produced a stampede forcing the animals to gallop down the
ramp. Some of them ran down backwards, faltering and falling. I watched one
cow fall heavily, and tried to follow them to see if they were limping when
they got up, but they moved out of my line of sight.
The poor beings you see in these photos were packed into pens where some of
them would have stayed for close on 24 hours, in the rain and cold;
terrified, hungry, frustrated, depressed, unable to move, unable to sleep,
unable to lie down, possibly in pain and feeling nauseous. When the long
night gave way to dawn they would have noticed other cows being taken away
and not coming back. Their instincts would have told them that something
terrible was about to happen to them too, and their hearts must have been
hammering in their chests when their turn came and they were forced to run
up a ramp to their deaths.
In a slaughterhouse cows are not cows, pigs are not pigs, sheep are not sheep and chickens are not chickens. They are not sentient beings: they are simply commodities. Slaughterhouses only exist because people choose to eat meat and dairy. Such people put their taste buds above the very life of a pure, gentle, innocent animal., and such people personally pay the wages of the executioners.
Please bear witness to the animals again, and please #govegan
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