Schlagwort: Abuse

Destruction at the Bottom of the Sea

We’ve gotten used to it. That’s what’s really fatal, getting used to it. Whether it’s the persecution of indigenous peoples whose land you want to convert into monocultures, or fracking, which not only uses more energy than it produces, which is of course very reasonable and befits homo, who calls himself sapiens, or the oil drilling in the sea, which probably also messes things up, or the completely normal, everyday exploitation of nature and our fellow creatures. It has been talked about since 1962, not about fracking, but about the extinction of species, the poisoning of the animal world with pesticides and other toxins, the pollution and destruction of habitats and we are tired of it because we know it anyway and have gotten used to it. Tell us something else because we don’t intend to change anything about it anyway. But why is all this happening?

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In the Stable

The full, pale moon lit up the yard,
so we didn’t need the flashlights for the time being.
There was no dog at the door
and there was no light.
However, there was no car in the driveway.
So, we went straight to the stable door.
We stopped for a moment
but no sound was heard
except for the wailing of the pigs in the pen.
We carefully opened the big gate,
that not locked
but only ajar.
We pushed one wing open just far enough
that we could slip through.
A breathtaking stench hit us,
and I was afraid of fainting.
But I pulled myself together.
Now wasn’t the time
to be weak.

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Empathy forbidden (1)

Anna had never been present at a birth, although she was raised on a dairy farm. This meant that the cows had to constantly give birth to calves to keep the milk flow going, while the babies involved were seen more as collateral damage. If they were girls, they at least had a chance to follow in their mothers‘ footsteps, but boys were good for nothing. Not only did they not give milk, but they also took an awfully long time to put on meat. That is why they were brought onto the market as quickly as possible. The yield was moderate, but every day they left the farm earlier was one day less that they had to be fed. But no matter what gender the little ones were, they were taken away from their mother shortly after birth and placed in solitary confinement in so-called calf igloos. Anna couldn’t take it, even if she couldn’t manage it. Finally, the mothers cried for their babies, often for days. But no one seemed to care – except her. That’s why she wanted to leave as soon as possible. „Only a few more months, then I’ll graduate from high school, and I’ll leave here forever,“ thought Anna. But then she met Mathilde.

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I’ve seen it

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.

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The Nudiapes are coming

“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.

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Abuse of Justice

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.

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The Suffering of Calves for the Milk

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.

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Left alone

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.

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Abused for Hunting

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.

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The orphaned Calf

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.

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