For many years, even decades, I lived in blissful ignorance. Of course, I heard from time to time that our fellow creatures in the animal exploitation industry were not doing so well. „It won’t be that bad,“ I managed to convince myself. Advertising made a significant contribution to this. You saw and see happy cows running around in the pasture, cute little pigs digging in the ground or alert chickens scratching in the ground. Somehow it was also conveyed that the AMA seal of approval stood for animal welfare, even if the AMA denies this. That was a pure figment of my imagination. Too bad actually. But because it was shown so often, I thought to myself, this is the reality, and everyone feels the same as in the pretty little pictures or in the homely videos. Except for the few exceptions that also exist. But just as some so-called domestic animals are poorly kept, so it is occasionally the case with so-called farm animals. Of course, not wanting to see is also a certain protective mechanism.Weiterlesen
“Did you see it? Did you hear it?” resounds from all sides at the silverback, who has made himself comfortable under a tree and is chewing on the tasty leaves unperturbed.
„Yes, I did see it. Yes, I heard it”, he finally has to react, “You cannot be overlooked. Not to be overheard. Where they invade, they invade in droves. They are so many. And they make such a noise. They want to be seen. be heard. They’re so pushy and self-absorbed and take themselves so incredibly seriously.“
„They will destroy everything,“ a voice can be heard, „everything, everything.“
“They’re going to cut everything down,” the mighty gorilla lazily confirms, “And then they’re going to grow food and put up fences, and then they’re going to catch some of us and lock them up. Then they take everything away from them. The milk and the eggs and the babies. Then they kill her. They eat the carcasses. Nobody will escape. They think they own what they take, the land, the trees and the animals.”
“What does own mean?” asks someone in the crowd.
Now you are lying warm and cozy on the straw, have enough space and can go out into the pasture. A few days ago, it was quite different. You lived in a very small space on dirty slatted floors with many other fellow sufferers. Your wounds, which were caused by the sharp crevices, but also by your peers who nibbled at you because you were one of the weaker ones and they were simply boring, so completely without distraction and employment opportunities. Pigs spend most of their time happily exploring their surroundings. But in these shitholes? One step forward, one step back. That was all you could do, constantly exposed to the toxic ammonia fumes of your own excrement, which collected under the cracks in the floor and was never removed, at least for the few months you were allowed to live. You were also totally filthy, but that could be washed off, only the wounds that your body bears still bear witness to this difficult time. Finally, the barn was closed, and you came here to live the rest of your life in peace and quiet. I called you Fridolin.Weiterlesen
Animals in the animal exploitation industry don’t have names, they have numbers, numbers in the form of yellow ear tags so you know straight away who owns the animal. You can also see which country it comes from. If animal transporters are now being pursued from Austria to Spain, animals appear whose ear tags can be assigned to Austrian companies, but these vehemently deny knowing what is happening to the animals, then it is obviously a very special form of memory loss. For decades, one disclosure has followed the next, the most serious abuses are documented, always with the same consequences. No. Like this fall.Weiterlesen
Timo curled up very tightly in the farthest corner of the shack in which he had been locked. The first snowflakes rolled gently down and he froze terribly. But much worse than the cold was the loneliness, the terrible fear of never being able to see his mother again. But he was only in the world for a very short time. Shouldn’t he snuggle up with his mom, drink with her? He curled up a little more. As far as it went. Well, his shack was thickly padded with straw, but the cold still stayed and even the thickest layer of straw didn’t help against the loneliness. Especially not against fear. But what happened? Why did he have to be there? He heard his mom calling. She couldn’t be far away. Still, he was here, and she was there.Weiterlesen
Most people who have ever observed a bird of prey in the wild are amazed by its elegance. It is almost an exhilarating sight to see these powerful birds soar through the air, sometimes almost stopping, before pouncing unerringly on their prey. Unfortunately, you see them less and less, because the effects of environmental pollution do not stop at them. It is all the greater the pleasure of being able to observe these aesthetically pleasing and at the same time so powerful planes in the wild. At least that’s what normal people think.Weiterlesen
Milk is healthy and good for you. Milk strengthens the bones and is even supposed to make you smart, as the NÖM advertising suggests. We’ve been told this old wives‘ tale since the 1960s and we believe it. This is accompanied by scenarios of happy cows in the pasture, calves happily jumping around and the whole rural idyll that advertising likes to suggest to us. If the animals are doing so well anyway and this wonderful white drink is so good for us, why should we not? Milk might still work, but cheese is so terribly good. Some people can never do without it, as they think.Weiterlesen
Once again there has been an exposure by an animal rights organization. This time in a pigsty. More precisely, it was a breeding and fattening stable. If the animals can’t get out, then at least they have straw, pens in which they can romp and the mums have extra pens with their piglets, one for each mum. That’s what we’re constantly being told. You have to understand that not every farmer is able to keep the animals outdoors, but in the barn, it’s nice there, they have fun there and they’re fine. Finally, they are looked at. Just think, after all, that’s the farmer’s chapter. Because if the animals are not doing well, they will get sick and die. This is not in the interest of the owners who want to make money with it. The explanation makes sense, so you sit back and relax and think the animals are fine. Until you see the revelation and actually have to admit that you were constantly being lied to and allowed to be lied to. It’s also much easier to just believe and not ask any more questions, just look it up.Weiterlesen
Every day I had to walk past this barn. It was actually a stable, even if the halls were more reminiscent of factory buildings. It would also fit better. In it rearing happened as production. I was allowed to see it once. Chickens that were only a few weeks old were crammed together with no space. As babies, when they were delivered, the hall looked spacious, but they had been bred to grow as fast as possible. They reach their slaughter weight within six weeks. The growth is so rapid that many cannot stand upright because the breast is too heavy and pulls them forward when the vacuum cleaner comes and collects them to take them to the slaughterhouse.Weiterlesen
In the meantime, man has perfected the ability to breed animals in such a way that they serve a specific purpose. This applies to so-called farm animals as well as to so-called pets. In doing so, a specific feature is placed in the foreground without regard to losses, which in this case concerns the undamaged physical condition. In other words, if a certain characteristic should be particularly pronounced, then it doesn’t matter what kind of health effects it has on the animal.Weiterlesen