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“Enjoying the BEST chicken dinner.” ~R.W.P

October 16– “Enjoying the BEST chicken dinner — at Mrs. Knott’s Chicken Dinner Restaurant.”

October 16– “Back for lunch, an amazing Cuban pork sandwich with homemade chips, so good — at Porto’s Bakery.”

October 15– “Onion loaf — at Tony Roma’s Ribs, Seafood & Steak.”

October 13– “Filet mignon with crab cakes. All gone.”

October 12– “Enjoying desserts — at Porto’s Bakery and Cafe in Burbank,CA.”

October 12– “Having biscuits and gravy — at Mrs. Knott’s Chicken Dinner Restaurant.”
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Day after day this week, a “Facebook friend” (an acquaintance from high school) made a point to commentate as he ate his way through his southern California vacation.  I held back my strong urge to post a comment on his picture of the dead cow with the dead crab.  The picture of the dead chicken (above)– however– was more than I could take.  After all, I see the chicken trucks regularly on my way to work.  So, I made this comment:

I’m just picturing what those poor tortured birds went through…

The response I got was this:

“Elisa, we get it.  You don’t eat meat.  Please keep your negativity to your own page.  You are not going to change anyones mind.”

My second comment:

My “negativity” is simply the truth.  Those birds were tortured for your meal…no doubt about it.  Yes, you’re absolutely correct– I won’t change any minds that are closed to empathy and compassion.  And yet– I have changed minds.  Those people have told me so.

R.W.P’s next response was to “unfriend” me.

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I’m going to expand on my original response here, now that I’ve had the chance to reflect for a while.  Here are some questions and comments that come to mind.

  1. No, I don’t think R.W.P does “get it” at all.  If he truly got “it,” then he wouldn’t be eating animals either.
  2. “It” is not about me.  ”It” is not about what I eat.  ”It” is about empathizing with other living beings and acting with compassion.
  3. What is the “we” all about?  ”Elisa, we get it.”  Is R.W.P attempting to speak for all of my non-vegan Facebook friends?  Instead of the dialogue staying between us, is he recruiting his own imaginary crew of backers so that he can feel more supported in his animal consumption?  As if animal consumers aren’t already in the majority?  (Yet– in that one Facebook moment, there was just 1 animal advocate and 1 animal consumer.)
  4. Take notice of what R.W.P didn’t say.  He didn’t say, “No, Elisa, you’re wrong.  Those birds weren’t tortured.”   Think about that.
  5. Did I spoil some of R.W.P’s palate pleasure with my negative truth telling?  Did I temper his Facebooking enthusiasm by exposing the experience of the chicken underneath the breading?  For even just a few seconds– did I force R.W.P to also picture what those poor tortured birds went through?
  6. I’m not going to change ANYone‘s mind?  Not even one?  What a horrible world to imagine :-(
  7. I’m not going to change anyone’s minds about what?  (“What” could mean just about anything.)
  8. Finally…

I’m noticing a pattern on Facebook.  ”Keep it on your Facebook page.”  R.W.P isn’t the first FB friend to type that, and he certainly won’t be the last.  But, I’ve figured out one thing with certainty through this latest Facebook experience:

As long as my “voice” on behalf of animals stays on my Facebook page, then no one else has to “listen.”  Close-minded people can just scroll down the page.  Pretend not to see.  Refuse to look.  Deny.

On the other hand, when I comment on a friend’s Facebook page, it’s different.  My voice, the animal’s voice, can no longer be ignored.  The ugly, violent, bloody, negative (!) reality demands acknowledgement, whether the friend on the receiving end makes a written comment about it or not.

The “problem” for some people is that they’re suddenly forced to take some of the personal responsibility that they’d been avoiding.  They can no longer pretend that they aren’t an active participant in the violence.  They can no longer pass the buck.  The buck just stopped with them.  It’s threatening.

What might happen next?  You get unfriended.

“Friends like these, huh, Gary?”

Bottom line:  It’s not about me and it’s not about you.  It’s about the bird.  It’s about the living being.  That piece of “chicken” belonged to an animal who cared about her own life.  Please picture the kind of life that the chicken would have wanted.  Please protect that life.

August-05-2012

Today was Seafair Sunday in Seattle, WA.  The highlights of Seafair are the Navy’s Blue Angels Air Show and the hydroplane races on Lake Washington.

In 2010, we were on our way to the Washington coast and we noticed the Blue Angels at Boeing Field during a practice session.  We stopped to watch for a while.  It was intense to see and hear five jets take off at once!

It’s really unfortunate that Seafair– year after year– seems to be inextricably linked with the Oh Boy! Oberto company.  Why?

I discovered on the Miss Madison Unlimited Hydroplane website that:

“The Obertos’ Seattle-based meat products business is the second oldest corporate sponsor in Unlimited racing.”

No wonder.

In case you didn’t know…The Oberto Sausage Company has been in the business of turning sentient animals– cows, pigs, chickens, and turkeys– into “jerky,” “pepperoni,” and meat “sticks” since 1918.

Here’s something really interesting (if not at all surprising):

Apparently, the Oberto Sausage Company, in partnership with The National MS Society, Greater Washington Chapter, is also “making outstanding strides towards finding a cure for MS.”

How is a sausage company doing that?

In 2009, they were a corporate sponsor for a 2-day MS Society event “to find a cure for MS.”  The company provided Oberto sausages to the 10,000 walkers for lunch.

????

Maybe it’s just me, but I find it beyond bizarre that anyone would consider it wise to feed anyone interested in any disease’s “cure” SAUSAGES for a fundraiser lunch.

Furthermore, with respect to Multiple Sclerosis specifically, there is ample evidence that a low-fat plant-based diet is an important factor in:

  1. preventing the onset of MS,
  2. decreasing symptom severity, and
  3. slowing the disease’s progression.

Read this excellent article by Dr. John McDougall for details and references.

I digress.  Back to Seafair…

This post was supposed to be about the perpetual “meat pushing” that goes on in mainstream society.  Seafair is a case in point:  I can’t watch a simple boat race without being literally bombarded by the logo of a company that profits from unnecessarily exploiting and killing animals.  (To be clear, they are only in business because people are willing to buy their products.)

Again, it seems beyond bizarre that vegans are the ones constantly being accused of “pushing” a certain kind of diet.

So, there I was watching the “Meatfair” television coverage and I noticed the Twitter feed along the bottom of the television screen.  I decided to provide one of the few (if any) anti-meat messages on the television for viewers today:

Yes…GO VEGAN!

By the way– here’s that blueberry ice cream, from Lick It!  (Contains blueberries, coconut milk, sugar, agave nectar, non-dairy milk and vanilla bean):

I took these pictures this morning, when these birds were still alive.  Now they are DEAD.

These birds will be your lunch, or your dinner.  You’ll order him up from a menu without knowing who he was.  When eating her meat, her interests won’t even cross your mind.  A bird’s whole life will end so that a few people can consume one meal.

These birds’ legs, thighs, wings, backs, breasts, gizzards, and livers are no longer their own.  In fact, they’ve never been their own.  These birds’ body parts will be turned into strips, tenders, nuggets, hot wings…and they’ll be baked, fried, roasted, broiled, barbecued, and grilled.

Today I was fortunate to be able to photograph– from my moving vehicle– the faces of a few of today’s victims of unnecessary slaughter.  I sincerely hope that in looking at the faces of these individual sentient beings, you will find the place in your heart and mind to make the decision to stop consuming their bodies.

These are chickens, not “chicken.”  RIP to all the birds killed on July 2, 2012…

 






 


To read more about the chicken trucks that I regularly see on the highway, please read my blog post Chicken Trucks.  Please…GO VEGAN.

Maybe I’ve been living under a slab of tofu (as the vegan saying goes), but I only just watched Chipotle’s “Back to the Start” commercial 3 days ago.  If you haven’t seen it, watch the 2 minute, 20 second commercial here.

The reason “Back to the Start” was in the news is that it won top honors at the 21st Annual AICP Show (The Art & Technique of the American Commercial).  Here is an excerpt from this article, which briefly describes the short film:

[Promoting the Chipotle Cultivate Foundation, "Back To The Start" was directed by Johnny Kelly of Nexus Productions, London, for Creative Artists Agency, Los Angeles. "Back To The Start" centers on a misguided farmer who slowly turns his family farm into an industrial animal factory before seeing the error of his ways and opting for a more sustainable future. The beautifully executed stop motion animation is all contained in one long panning "shot."]

The music is critical in setting the emotional tone of this short film.  Country music legend Willie Nelson performs Coldplay’s 2003 (US) EP, “The Scientist.”  The piano ballad is slow, hypnotic, and sorrowful.  No surprise- the song lyrics are about the sadness and regret of love’s dissolution.  It’s depressing.

Yet, when the music is played as background to the video animation, the song’s melancholy quality eventually gives way to a soothing and hopeful feel.  (At least that seems to be the intent.)

As mentioned above, the animation tells the story of a farmer’s progression from modest and pasture-based animal farming, to institutional and intensive, and then back to small again.

Over the chirping of birds in the opening frame, we’re introduced to the farmer– with wife and baby– and his one pig.

The one pig turns into several, and the barns go up.  There are cows, too.  Everything expands.  The animals go inside.

Then, we leave the farm and the green trees to enter the factory.  We see the dark contrast of uniform pink pigs against sterile grey metal.  We see mechanized meat production and semi trucks.

It all turns chilly and dark when we see the forlorn, sleepless farmer reflecting on what his farm has become.  He reaches a point that communicates, “Enough is enough,” and he starts opening up the animal enclosures.  Barren Earth returns to green grass and trees.

In the final scene, the farmer loads a wooden crate into a Chipotle Mexican Grill truck with chickens pecking nearby.  He joins hands with his wife and stands with his now-adult child and one pig.

The music fades out with a sign:  “Cultivate a Better World”

The lyrics used in the animation, from “The Scientist,” are:

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Don’t speak as loud as my heart

Nobody said it was easy
It’s such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I’m going back to the start.
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I think some would feel comforted by the ending.  I am unsettled by it.

I’ll state the obvious first.  This is an animation about rejecting factory farms/CAFOs and intensive animal agriculture practices.  It’s about improving welfare for “farm” animals.  The expressed mission of the Chipotle Cultivate Foundation is:

“…creating a more sustainable and healthful food supply and to raising awareness concerning food issues.  This is realized through the support of family farmers and their communities, educators and programs that teach younger generations about food matters, along with support for ranchers and farmers who are working to develop more sustainable practices.”

Few people– outside of industry itself– will deny that factory farm practices treat animals terribly.  For those who consider industrial-scale animal agriculture unacceptable at best, and abhorrent at worst, this animation clearly points to “a way out.”

There are 3 stakeholders in the animal agriculture scenario:  farmer, consumer, and animal.  Farmers and consumers share the responsibility for taking action to “Cultivate a Better World.”  The actions that farmers and consumers take determines the outcome for animals.

When the farmer decides to release his animals from their confinement, the implication remains that the animals will still die.  We must assume that the crate he loads onto the truck contains the flesh of his pastured animals.

The farmer’s “way out” is going “back to the start,” or back to the way farming “used to be.”  The farmer has his own set of interests.  I don’t question that one of the farmer’s interests would be improved welfare for animals.  Better treatment is better treatment.

For meat consumers, I think that the short film succeeds in generating feelings of relief and hopefulness.  Too much relief?

I still remember my own feelings of distress when I learned about modern meat production.  I was horrified.  I felt naive:  How could I not know what was going on?  I was angry at the people who would let this kind of brutality continue.  And I felt guilty when realizing that, if I bought animal products, it meant I would continue to support cruel practices.

Like the farmer who says, “Enough is enough,” people who feel horrified, naive, angry and guilty desperately want and need their own “way out.”  Who can blame them?  What decent person wouldn’t seek such deliverance?

People may opt for so-called humane, grass-fed, free-range, pasture-based, sustainable, and organic animal products, but I think we need to discuss where that really takes us as a species.  Is going back in time– i.e. “back to the start”– really going in the right direction?

For animals, certainly better treatment is better treatment.  But from the animal’s perspective, is it acceptable?  Should the farmer’s pastured pig feel a sense of relief when he is stunned, stuck, and bled out?

There was a time when I felt good about purchasing “happy meats.”  I didn’t feel bad, I didn’t feel neutral, I actually felt good.  The phrase “happy meat” usually refers to the animal being happy before he or she is killed, but I’ve come to the realization that “happy” actually describes the consumer.

I’m no longer happy about “happy meat.”  I’m unsettled.  And I think we can “Cultivate a Better World” in an even better way.  I’ll use the Chairman of Chipotle Cultivate Foundation, Steve Ells’ own words:

“Delicious food can be produced without exploiting the farmers, the animals, or the environment.  Chipotle has proven this to be true, but Chipotle is only one small part of the solution.  Our goal now should be to have all food produced as sustainably as possible.”

I think his words, “Delicious food can be produced without exploiting the farmers, the animals or the environment” is spot on. After that, he lost me.  Chipotle is not promoting Veganism.  I must ask:  Isn’t killing a form of exploitation?

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I’m going to re-interpret the commercial’s ending, starting with the chilly blue frame:

When I see the farmer hit rock bottom, I see his “lightbulb” moment.  I see the farmer change his whole view about animals.  He realizes that “his” pigs don’t really “belong” to him at all.  He recognizes that each animal is an individual who deserves autonomy.  He empathizes like never before.

The farmer admits that it’s unnecessary to eat animals.  He becomes motivated to farm plants, not animals.

Then, I see the farmer really liberating the animals.  I see animals on the green pasture of sanctuaries.  I see animals being cared for without being exploited.

Finally, I see the farmer loading a crate of onions, peppers, corn and beans into the back of the Chipotle Mexican Grill truck.  I see him join hands with his wife with the satisfaction of knowing that he really IS cultivating a better world.

The pig is safe.

My commute to work shares the path of “chicken trucks” en route to the Draper Valley Farms slaughterhouse.  (The sanitized name is “Processing Plant.”)  Depending on the time I go into work, I may see a truck carrying live birds to their deaths about once a week.  Occasionally, I see live birds in the morning, and then a truck carrying dead birds in the evening…

12/13/11…Today at 8:30 AM I saw the ‘chicken truck’ driving north carrying live birds to this “processing plant.”  At 6:00 PM tonight, I saw a “Draper Valley Farms” truck driving south carrying the refrigerated body parts of those same birds.  What I want to know is this…

At what time did those beings experience the first pains of “processing?”  At what time were the frightened birds grabbed– by the fistful– by men unloading their metal cages?  When were they hung upside down on hooks?  When did the first one experience broken bones?  At what time did they realize they would die?  At what time did they hit the electrified bath?  When did the first bird miss the automatic throat-slitting machine & go to the scalder alive?  At what time did the ‘backup slaughterer’ start his shift?  When were the birds’ heads pulled off?  Feet & feathers removed?  Eviscerated?  When did the feces start to spray all over?  When did the carcasses commune in the refrigerated water?  When were these birds chopped up and packaged in cellophane?

AND…At what time will the delivery truck driver unload the neat little blood-free packages at the back door of the grocery store?  At what time will the stocker arrange the stacks of flesh?  When will the first customer come to pick through the piles of breasts, thighs or legs?  At what time will the grocery patron complain that chicken is just getting too “expensive?”

AND…When will that same grocery patron make the connection that IN these packages were birds who were exploited, abused, hurt and killed for NO good reason.  WHEN??  When will he go vegan?  When will she go vegan?  God, I hope it’s soon.

Chickens killed unnecessarily on 12/26/11…

Chickens killed unnecessarily on 12/27/11…

 Chickens killed unnecessarily on January 4, 2012…

PLEASEGO VEGAN.

For more about these birds, please read Chicken Dinners

"There are those who are appalled because I am so vocal about injustice, yet I am equally appalled by their silence." Lujene Clark

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