A n i m a l W r i t
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The
official ANIMAL RIGHTS ONLINE newsletter
Established
1997
Editor ~
JJswans@aol.com
Issue #
09/14/03
Publisher ~ Susan Roghair - EnglandGal@aol.com
Journalists
~ Greg Lawson - ParkStRanger@aol.com
~ Michelle Rivera -
MichelleRivera1@aol.com
~ Dr. Steve Best - sbest1@elp.rr.com
THE ARTICLES
IN THIS ISSUE ARE:
1 ~ The Texas Massacres: Horse Slaughter in
America by Laura A. Moretti
2 ~ What You Can Do About Horse Slaughter
3 ~ For The Love Of Precious
4 ~ "Christian Theology and the Ethics of
Hunting With Dogs"
5 ~ Farm Launches New Children's Website
6 ~ ACT Radio - Animal Concerns of Texas
7 ~ Bedtime Pet Prayer
8 ~ Memorable Quote
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By
Laura A. Moretti
Click
here: Laura Moretti: The Texas Massacres
http://www.animalsvoice.com/PAGES/invest/texas.html
There
has been no rest for the incredibly, terribly weary. They arrive utterly
exhausted, frantically falling over themselves as they dangerously slip on the
feces- and urine-slicked floors of the two-tier cattle truck that has brought
them here. They are pushed forward with electric prods into the temporary
holding pens outside the killing plant. From California to Texas, they arrive
bearing the scars of their strenuous 30-hour trek across state lines from
other states, the journey has been nearly 2,000 miles. They arrive injured,
emaciated, pregnant. And they have come a long way; all of them: registered
thoroughbreds, purebred Arabians, former wild ponies, speckled appaloosas,
draft horses, donkeys, old-timers and newly born foals. Not a horse is safe
from the Texas massacres.
A
number of the horses in the 45-head-packed truck arrive too injured to walk
from the transport themselves; like any downed animal arriving at slaughter,
they are dragged by their legs to the killing floor. Dead horses are trashed
fallen and trampled victims of transport in a truck designed for animals half
their size.
They
arrive hungry. Thirsty. Terrified. But it matters not. In just a few hours'
time, they will be forced through kill chutes, shot in their heads with
captive-bolt pistols, butchered, packaged, refrigerated and shipped abroad by
air and by sea to countries where dining on horse flesh has become a reborn
fashion.
These
images circle through my mind as I climb to the top rail and survey horses
mulling about in the manure and fly-infested confines of the killer pen their
last stop here in California before the long and torturous journey to Texas.
These hapless creatures a mere unwanted hundred or two of the more than
300,000 butchered in the United States have become statistics in the yearly
export trade in horse flesh: the little Arabian, back from her lease to the
U.S.-based Mexican "Charro" rodeo, badly banged and bruised; the big
white blind mare who circles nervously in her so-called protective enclosure; a
rose-grey Arabian with swollen, runny eyes whose "owner" fell from
her and then branded her wild, dooming her to the kill pen; the seal-bay
thoroughbred filly who walks with an unacceptable twist of her right rear
pastern; the cancer-afflicted Welsh pony; the unmanageable pinto stallion who
relentlessly expresses his dissatisfaction over this unusual confinement;
they're all here: the emaciated backyard abuse cases, the "excess"
racing stock, the lame, the injured, and the ill. Alone, by herself, an
appaloosa mare lies colic-stricken beneath the rain-threatening sky. She was
unloaded here due to an intestinal stone too painful to pass; if the condition
doesn't kill her, the slaughterman will.
But
these unfortunate animals are only the exception, not the rule. Fully trained,
young, sound, well-groomed horses pack the dusty, stench-wreaking pens,
competing with one another for impoverished food and muddy-colored water.
I
spy a young dapple-grey Arabian gelding. A long black forelock falls across his
face; the wind picks up his thick mane and tosses it over an arched neck. He
dances, paws the ground for a moment and then stares across the roadway to
where the mountains meet the sky. A friend climbs onto the fence beside me. "Nice
horse," she whispers, and I agree. He epitomizes the spirit of one of the
most noble animals on Earth.
Fifty
million years ago, horses began their remarkable evolutionary ascent but as
recently as the Ice Age, human beings have been preying upon them for food,
forcing wild herds over cliff edges as a means of slaughter. At the dawn of the
New Stone Age a mere 6,000 years ago humans found ways to tame this flighty
beast, raise it, as it were, for food, hides and then for transportation.
The
horse had become the most important animal known to human beings and was
believed to be fit for the gods so much so that it was sacrificed in
religious ceremonies, enabling believing consumers of its flesh to acquire its
strength. With the advent of Christianity, however, old religious practices
were discarded and in 732 A.D., Pope Gregory III passed a papal law forbidding
the eating of horses. Before long, only pagans ate horses; overall, consuming
its flesh had become taboo.
Instead,
we found other uses for its strength and speed.
During
World War I, more than one million horses died for the human cause; in one day
alone, 7,000 equines poured their innocent blood onto the smokey battlefields.
They plowed our fields, transported human belongings as well as human beings,
moved covered wagons and stagecoaches across the West, provided the Pony
Express and sheriffs' posses, built our cities, and helped to fight our wars.
In short, it was the horse who raised Western civilization.
Today,
the Edinburgh School of Agriculture in England has estimated the worldwide
horse population at more than 65 million, 10 million of whom live in the United
States. Each year alone, horse sports draw 110 million spectators; in dollars,
horse care draws: $15 billion; investment and maintenance: $13 billion; and
rodeos: $110 million.
And
the trade in their flesh is estimated at $150 million. It is a hidden industry,
dating back to age-old taboos. Even the "Society for the Propagation of
Horse Flesh as an Article of Food" failed to encourage consumers to
develop a taste for horse. This time, the failure was a result of a 20th
century move toward respect for animal life and a growing worldwide vegetarian
population. Still, the slaughter continues, supplying the demand for pockets of
horse-eaters in France, Belgium and Japan. In the United States though legal
the idea of eating horses is so offensive that killer buyers prefer to be
called "horsetraders," slaughterhouses become "meat packing
plants," and the byproduct of their industry is hidden in pet food cans
and, more largely about 90% of it is shipped abroad where it remains mostly
out of our sight and out of mind.
The
dapple-grey Arabian steps forward. He is curious about me and nuzzles my foot.
I'm told he's perfectly trained and has been in the killer pen but a day so he
is still healthy and strong, his spirit unbroken. In Texas, he'll fetch about
$800 in horse steaks. For $50 more, to encourage the killer buyer to relinquish
him to me instead, I can take him home.
Horses
are now being slaughtered for human consumption as rapidly as one every two
minutes. Prized for being leaner and healthier than hormone-injected beef or
poultry, more than 65 million pounds of horsemeat were exported in 1985; three
years ago, the figure had more than doubled; currently, the U.S. ships 125
million pounds to Europe and Japan where they are divided into steaks,
sausage and other cuts making the U.S. the leading country in the horse flesh
trade. The economy, the horse breeding craze, and the market for horse flesh,
is fast making horses more valuable dead than alive. At horse and livestock
auctions, where most of these horses are sold, animals are being bought
anywhere from 50’ to 90’ per pound; rendering for pet food only pays about 10’.
So
methods for obtaining slaughter-bound horses vary. There are the auctions where
most horse sellers are assuming they're selling animals to horse lovers not
horse killers. Unlike other livestock auctions, not many suspect that the pound
on the hoof is the target.
There
are killer buyers, like dog and cat USDA "B" dealers in vivisection
circles, who promise a family's backyard horse a life of leisure on
non-existent farms and coax below-market sales, turning profits by herding the
animals onto double-decked cattle trucks bound for one of the 11 foreign-owned
killing plants in the U.S.
Why
the secrecy? "It's an industry that involves killing pets," explains
Jim Weems, [former] Administrative Vice President of Great Western Meat Co. in
Morton, Texas ["Meat's Hidden Industry," Jane Kelly; Meat &
Poultry, Sept 1991]. "Of course, horsemeat companies are publicity shy.
Our buyers go at these auctions to bid against people who are interested in
buying a pony for their child."
Great
Western Meat Co. sends a special chill along my spine. Last year, 60,000 horses
were trucked to that slaughterhouse, eight percent of them right here from
California and 60 were dead on arrival, from who knows what. I stroke the
dapple-grey Arabian's dished face and his ears and look into his liquid brown
eyes as he shoves his head against me to ask for a scratch. Great Western Meat
Co., I think again. That's exactly where he's headed.
It
isn't that people haven't tried to protect horses from slaughter in the United
States. Try they do. Still, both federal and state legislation fails. Horses
have not yet been officially classed as either companion animals or livestock,
so, when in doubt, they fall under guidelines issued by the Department of
Agriculture. But, like most livestock animals in the United States, whatever
laws exist governing their protection, they are seldom, if ever, enforced.
In
a sworn statement before Cook County, State of Illinois, a former employee
[name withheld] of Cavel International, a horse slaughtering plant, testified
the following:
In
July 1991, they were unloading one of the double-decker trucks. A horse got his leg caught in the side of
the truck so the driver pulled the rig up and the horse's leg popped off. The horse was still living, and it was
shaking. [Another employee] popped it
on the head and we hung it up and split it open. ....
Sometimes
we would kill near 390, 370 a day. Each
double-decker might have up to 100 on it.
We would pull off the dead ones with chains. Ones that were down on the truck, we would drag them off with
chains and maybe put them in a pen or we might drag them with an automatic
chain to the knockbox. Sometimes we
would use an electric shocker to try to make them stand. To get them into the knockbox, you have to
shock them ... sometimes run them up the [anus] with the shocker. ...
When we killed a pregnant mare, we would take the guts out and I would
take the bag out and open it and cut the cord and put it in the trash and
sometimes the baby would still be living, and its heart would be beating, but
we would put it in the trashcan.
"The
horse industry is accountable for these atrocities," says Linda Moss,
co-founder of Equus Horse Rescue organization. "But to stop the slaughter,
we need to change the nature of our industry. Breeders are going to have to cut
back. Trainers won't be able to unload horses they've wrecked. If we're going
to race horses, we should have more races for slower and older horses. You
can't just throw away these animals; you have to find the right place for them
to be" [Ride! Magazine].
Day
is turning to dusk and an almost cold wind picks up. I leave the kill pen for
the car, hoping to find a sweater or jacket into which I'll crawl. Along the
way, I pass the kill buyer. He's leaning in the barn's breezeway, on a
payphone, and he smiles a little at me as I walk by. Despite his friendliness,
I can tell, by the tone in his voice, that he is irritated. "This isn't
right," he keeps saying into the receiver. Seems cattle are more on the
move this week and he's having a great deal of trouble finding a truck for this
week's load of horses. He can't keep the horses here for long; they're costing
him to feed and he has more than enough for one more truckload this month.
"This isn't right," I hear him say again, and I can't help but agree
with him from a slightly different perspective.
Still,
I find the irony. He's merely the middleman. He is not the enemy. The enemy is
the bigger picture: the breeders of horses, the people who acquire them and
then abandon them to any fate.
I
pull the collar around me, lean onto the fence again to watch the dapple-grey
Arabian. He sees me and shifts his weight; I know he's going to turn in my
direction now, to approach and stand by me, perhaps in his horsey way, to ask
me to free him.
I
scratch his neck and he loves it, but in the middle of our momentary liberation
from the doom around us, headlights shatter the encroaching darkness. I turn my
head and watch the truck make its slow journey across the pot-holed dirt
driveway. It is coming for him. There are tiny lights along every edge of the
trailer, and it is lit up like a Christmas tree. It is empty now, too, but it
is a different kind of truck. There is ample room for horses in it, partitioned
stalls that separate the animals from each other to prevent injury; there are
padded walls and rubber mats on the floors; there is hay and sweet grain in the
feed troughs. The truck stops and Linda
Moss gets out. "Is he ready?" she asks. I scratch the dapple-grey
Arabian one more time and feel my heart warm. "He's come to the
gate," I said. "I think he's ready."
So
was the big, white blind mare. And two of the Charros' "toys." Then
we squeezed in an Arabian filly just for good measure.
It
was nightfall when we arrived at the temporary sanctuary (we're looking for
something permanent). Barn lights shattered the darkness, horses whinnied a
welcome, and a volunteer crew emerged to help unload our cargo.
It
is a wonderful feeling, a feeling beyond words, to actually remove other living
beings from the jaws of death, and in this case to prepare them a room of
their own with fresh water and alfalfa hay, wood shavings for bedding, and a
bucket of sweet grain.
It
is a wonderful feeling for the horses, too. The dapple-grey Arabian called to
me when I left the barn to observe the outside activities. He knew so soon that
I had come to save him. He KNEW it even before I did, I think. I named him
"Shilo" after Neil Diamond's song, the one he wrote about his only
dependable friend.
I
thought about my brand new friendship with Shilo that rare kind of bonding
you have only with an animal as I leaned in the barn's doorway and watched
him grab a bite of alfalfa and molasses then check to see if I was still there.
Outside in the lit night, the irony of it all had shadowed us. It is all we can
afford: The Equus Horse Rescue Sanctuary is shared by a group of Charro
cowboys.
They
drink beer, smoke cigarettes, and sit on the fence; they train their rodeo
horses in the arena and practice their lassoing techniques. If the cowboys are
at all amused or annoyed with us, it's hard to tell. They feed carrots to the
wounded ponies who had once been chased and injured in one of their rodeos;
they offer to hold a filly for a volunteer while she medicates her; they unload
a bag of grain from the truck bed for us.
I
do not understand the human race ... and for now that would have to suffice;
inside the barn, bedded and fed and groomed, a dozen horses prepare for a long
and enriched life that only a few hours earlier had been doomed to the
slaughterhouse. For a few, it would be a good night.
Who Is Behind
The Animals Voice
http://www.animalsvoice.com/PAGES/about.html
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I
am hoping you may want to get involved with stopping CAVEL International (Horse
Slaughter) from rebuilding in DeKalb, Illinois. We are working very hard on this and have support from all over the
country and world. We are in Congress
next week on HR 857; Horse Slaughter Prevention Act. We are having a vigil and educational gathering on September 27th
2003 at Hopkins Park, 1403 Sycamore, DeKalb, Illinois. We are hoping to educate the people, most
people have no idea this goes on and the horrific way it is done. We have backing from many Rescue groups and
have listed them on our flyers. Most
are setting up booths for educational purposes and preparing speeches on their
group and specific areas of interest for them.
We
are working extremely hard on the media and have had great success in getting
solid promises of them covering the event/story. I hope you are able to come on board and join us in this very
important vigil. We are not a radical
group nor wish for any sort of violence or negative publicity. We only wish to stop this rebuilding of
CAVEL and to let the public know they have the power to stop it. Knowledge is power and the most informed are
successful in any endeavor they may pursue.
Please consider your involvement in this History changing event.
If
you care to read and join in our postings and groups you may go to:
AgainstSlaughter@yahoo.com
You
may join to get all the postings and catch up in our battles. You will see all that I have told you are
solid facts and we are serious in our cause just as you are. Suffering of any furry Friend is not
acceptable and needs to be directed to the public so that it one day will no
longer be an issue. One day it will
end, I truly believe this.
We
need people to help in many areas of this vigil if we are to make it a success
and let the good citizens know they have choices and we dont have to take this
abuse from CAVEL or anyone. Our Equine
Friends are counting on us to end this suffering once and for all.
We
are having a silent auction along with children's activities. If you would like to donate an item for the
silent auction we would really appreciate it.
We need to try to offset many expenses incurred thus far and future mailings
and yard signs. Thank you ahead of time
for your donation.
I
pray you join us in this. Let me know
ASAP and we will add your organization to our flyer and layout a booth for
you. Thank you so very much and I look
forward to seeing you in DeKalb on September 27th 2003, 3:00 pm to 9:00 pm.
Sincerely,
Angela
Miller
Against
Slaughter
847-812-4127
cell
815-784-3931
home/fax
PO
Box 186
Kingston,
Illinois 60145
PS. Next week is very important. Congress will decide oh HR 857, Horse
Slaughter Prevention Act. I have
enclosed a link to write to your Congressman.
Please Write. And please write to the DeKalb County Mayor and elected
officials. E-Mail is the best bet as of
now. Calling and faxing obviously is
great too. At the end of your letter
put; CC: and list all people you are sending it to. Kind of letting them know others are getting
the information, keeps them honest in a way.
Thank you again.
DeKalb
County Il - Government
www.dekalbcounty-il.com/gov.shtml
DeKalb
County Building and Development Association :: Contact Us
www.dekalbbuilders.com/_vti_bin/shtml.dll/contact.htm
Congress.org
-- Write To Congress, the President and State Legislators
www.congress.org/congressorg/home/
Three
petitions you may sign as well. Please
pass on all information to everyone you know.
Thank you.
Operation
Safehouse
www.ipetitions.com/campaigns/Safehouse/
Stop
Horse Slaughter- a Equine Angels/Dream Away campaign - Signatures
www.petitiononline.com/mod_perl/signed.cgi?EQA50101&1
Petition
www.myhorsesite.com/petition/index.php
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The
industry swears against it, but animals have feelings other than physical pain.
Here, at Farm Sanctuary, many stories offer proof to the nonbeliever. A recent
case involves Precious the cow, a small Hereford cross residing at our New York
Shelter. Precious lives in a herd of 30 cattle, which includes a group of four
adults who, as calves, were raised by Precious in our special needs herd.
Precious
has been battling eye cancer for some time now, and a few weeks ago she was
sent to Cornell University for surgery. As she was being led out of the herd,
one of her four adopted calves (now an adult steer named Clayton) realized that
she was being removed. As caregivers approached the barn where the trailer was
parked, the group of four followed closely behind, bellowing out obvious sounds
of disapproval, as Precious mooed back.
Separated
by a gate, the four continued their low guttural pleas for her release as
Precious was loaded into the trailer. As the trailer drove away, the cries of
the four became more desperate.
Unlike
many stories involving farm animals separated from their loved ones, this one
has a happy ending. Precious was able to come home, surgery successful, two
days later. Although she had to return to the special needs herd, which is
located next to the main herd, her sweet calves all greeted her upon arrival,
hearing her very happy "moo" as she exited the trailer and arrived
back home. Kisses over the fence were given by all, and the frolicking and
kicking of the smallest steer, Gotti, further expressed the pure happiness he
felt at having his sweet Precious back home.
Please
visit our website www.sentientbeings.org, or to go directly to more stories
like this one, click here www.sentientbeings.org/stories.htm.
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"Christian Theology
and the Ethics of Hunting With
Dogs"
The
Christian Socialist Movement in the UK has published Dr. Andrew Linzey's
pamphlet on 'Christian Theology and the Ethics of Hunting with Dogs' which
relates to the current attempts to ban hunting with dogs in the UK. For
information just email Graham Dale at info@christiansocialist.org.uk; their
website is www.christiansocialist.org.uk.
This
is a terribly important issue, and the church dimension is important because 26
Church of England bishops are members of the House of Lords which is shortly to
vote on the issue.
The
Revd Professor Andrew Linzey, PhD, DD
Member
of the Faculty of Theology, University of Oxford,
Senior
Research Fellow in Ethics, Theology and Animals,
Blackfriars
Hall, University of Oxford,
and
Honorary Professor in Theology, University of Birmingham.
Address:
91 Iffley Road, Oxford OX4 1EG, England.
Telephone
and fax: 01865 201565
E
mail: andrewlinzey@aol.com
andrew.linzey@theology.ox.ac.uk
andrew.linzey@blackfriars.ox.ac.uk
Books
include: Animal Theology (SCM Press, 1994), Dictionary of Ethics, Theology and
Society (Routledge, 1996), After Noah (Mowbray, 1997), Animals on the Agenda
(SCM Press, 1998), Animal Gospel (Hodder and Stoughton, 1998), Animal Rites
(SCM Press, 1999).
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FARM
is pleased to announce the launch of it's new CHOICE website at
www.choiceusa.net. The mission of the CHOICE (Consumers for Healthy Options In
Children's Education) program and the website is to promote plant-based
nutrition education and meals in schools. The dual purpose is to improve the
public health and to save millions of innocent, sentient animals from the
atrocities of factory farms and slaughterhouses. Each vegan child saves 2,700
animals in his/her lifetime.
The
site contains special sections for parents, teachers, food service personnel,
school administrators, students and activists. The Common Concerns section
explains the importance of plant-based diets. The News section reports on the
latest developments in children's nutrition. Other features include fact
sheets, recipes, lesson plans, games, stories, student activities, and
resources for additional information.
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Be
sure to listen to ACT Radio tonight at 9:30pm EST (7:30pm, mountain time) with
cohosts Greg Lawson, Steve Best, and Elizabeth Walsh. KTEP can be heard over
the web with Real Radio, which is a free download.
Tonight
we feature a conversation with Steve Hindi, founder of SHARK, Showing Animals
Respect and Kindness. We discuss how he
moved from being a hunter of animals to being a hunter of animal abusers, and
how he became a video activist for the animals.
El
Paso NPR - KTEP 88.5 : National Public Radio for the Southwest
http://www.ktep.org/program_detail.ssd?id=103
Instructions
for downloading Real Radio here...
ACT
Radio
http://utminers.utep.edu/vsep/actradio
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~7~
Now I lay me
down to sleep,
the king sized
bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right
in the center groove,
my human being
can hardly move.
I've trapped
his legs, He's tucked in tight,
and here is
where I pass the night.
No one
disturbs me or dares intrude,
till morning
comes and "I want food!"
I sneak up
slowly to begin,
and nibble on
my human's chin.
For the
morning's here, and it's time to play...
I always seem
to get my way.
So thank you
Lord for giving me,
this human person
that I see.
The one who
hugs, and holds me tight,
and shares his
bed with me at night.
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"In fact,
if one person is unkind to an animal it is considered to be cruelty, but where
a lot of people are unkind to animals, especially in the name of commerce, the
cruelty is condoned and, once large sums of money are at stake, will be
defended to the last by otherwise intelligent people."
~ Ruth Harrison,
author of Animal Machines
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