Waiting to die
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This past weekend we took at drive out through the Fraser valley to check out some slaughterhouses. It was Sunday, so none were open. These cows (not sure if they were male or female) were in a pen, just the 4 of them, waiting there to die.
It was awful being there with them and being unable to do anything to save them. If we had acted to save their lives we would be stealing someone’s property. Yet these animals have lives and desires, relationships, and feel emotions and pain, just like any of us. In other circumstances they would have lived in a herd with many others of their own kind, living out their own lives.
Perhaps worse, though, was driving through towns that are known for being farming communities and seeing almost no animals. I saw a handful of sheep, 3 horses, and some ducks, but we drove past huge farms that probably held many thousands of animals, completely hidden from sight.
The dominant ideology survives because it is hidden from view.
We are hoping to work on a project of mapping the animal exploitation industries all around us. There are even 2 federally registered slaughterhouses in the city of Vancouver (both slaughter mostly chickens). Let’s work to expose the massive machine that keeps animals enslaved and people unaware.