You stole my child from me (3)

My unknown babies!

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been laying eggs in the midst of many others. It’s so tight that I can barely move. I have heard that it is good posture, down-to-earth posture. But it’s just cramped and smells. But I could endure all of that if it wasn’t for my babies. I lay eggs because I am a hen. My body does. I lay an egg every day. But I know more.


You stole my child from me (2)

My babies!

You laid next to me and I couldn’t do anything for you, neither for you nor for me. “Mom, why are you just lying there and not building a nest for us? Why don’t you play with us? Don’t you love us?”, you seem to be asking. But it’s because I couldn’t help it. But my martyrdom did not begin when you were born, but a long time before that. I was chosen to have babies. All others are slaughtered after 6 months of suffering, but I was allowed to live longer. What a farce!


There is no Escape (1)

Your head sinks. She closes her eyes. On her last night. She does not know. Neither can she, but she feels it. Your last night in captivity. Your last night before the freedom of death. She will be taken out. She will briefly take a look at the sun. The grass. The wide. The first time. The last time. Then they will be driven onto the van. She will already be so exhausted, exhausted from a life of suffering and pain in which she could barely take a step forward or backward, that she will not make it through those few feet.


Zoos – public display of immense animal suffering

The focus is on the animals, it is said. Then you should ask the question why the entertainment area with display lanes, show booths and other amusements in zoos is taking up ever more space when visitors are only interested in the animals. Finally, we drag our children in rows to the zoos to teach them about exotic animals, to instill in them love for the living, it is said. You don’t have to train children to love this living thing, because they have it from the start. You can only train them. One of the best ways to do this is to visit an animal shelter. Quite apart from the fact that most visitors do not spend more than a minute in front of the respective cage, which suggests an enormous amount of interest, the type of exhibition primarily conveys that it is okay to remove wild animals from theirs tearing ancestral territories, putting them in tight, musty, bald cages, removing them from their social organizations and owning them. The lesson from this can only be that we as humans take away the right to capture free individuals and to control them. The emperor of the animals struck again. Therefore, it is probably better not to look too closely, because that could trigger an empathy boost. But luckily, we are so dull that the mentally disturbed elephant or monkey, which keeps rocking back and forth in the same way, does not stand out. You just keep going. Of course, many animals have an outdoor enclosure that is still an affront to the areas they roam freely. How can you learn about natural behavior, as many zoos claim? The animals have to spend the winter months in the inhospitable indoor enclosures anyway, the nights in tight boxes.


The tragedy of Krefeld or of double standards, hypocrisy and decadence in our society (1)

In the early morning hours of January 1, 2020, the world received a devastating message: The monkey house in Krefeld had burned to the ground due to the stupidity and sense of tradition of normal, good people and the ignorance of those responsible. The monkeys imprisoned in it, some for decades, were killed. Immediately the guilty party is searched for, who can also be found quickly or gave themselves found. This is then celebrated as a sign of courage and one or the other may have a little pity for the three women, because they didn’t want that. So much for the facts. But are these three women really the culprits, or shouldn’t they widen their field of vision a little to see the true extent that led to this inferno? Then you quickly come to a social responsibility that goes far beyond individual responsibility.