Strange as it may seem, billions of Americans die in the United States every year. They do not die in the struggle for freedom or as victims of accidents – they are only killed so that they can be grilled.
No, the victims are not people, but Americans who were born in this country, mostly on industrial farms. Like you and me, they feel pain, sorrow, joy and love. They value their lives, yearn for freedom, and strive to do things that make them happy, even simple ones, such as stretching, bathing, and looking up at the sky. If you doubt it, you miss the near-daily news reports on animal behavior, such as pigs outperforming dogs in intelligence tests, chickens showing empathy for other chickens, octopuses decorating their dens with colorful objects, fish recalling events that happened. months earlier. , cows hiding their newborn calves from farmers who want to pick them up, and much more.
On this Memorial Day, as we remember those who died for our country, we can certainly find in our hearts the opportunity to think of other Americans – those with hooves and wings – who deserve respect, not destruction.
American people may not look or speak the same language as other American species, but why should that stop us from caring? We don’t need to limit our compassion. This is not some small cake from which you can only take one piece. We can open our hearts and start thinking about chickens, like winged Americans, if you like. Workers roughly grab the frightened birds by the legs, toss them into crates on a truck, transport them through all weather conditions, shack them upside down, and then slit their throats. Is it funny or unimportant to imagine that they would rather have a kind touch, or better yet, leave them alone? Of course not.
The process of chopping living things into pieces for a plate is neither clean, nor polite, nor kind. There is no civilized way to turn billions of cows, pigs, chickens and turkeys into hamburgers, bacon and nuggets. Individual care and attention is irrelevant. The process involves breaking away from their loved ones; keeping them in dirty cages, sheds or feedlots; decapitation, bone removal, castration or other mutilation; and subjecting them to horrific, violent deaths in a terribly filthy, smelly place.
On this Memorial Day, I propose to swallow our prejudices, not the body parts of animals. Let us show respect and concern to our fellows with feathers, fins and hooves, rejecting arrogance, a worldview of superiority that is as offensive as any other arbitrary form of discrimination. Instead of eating them, let’s respect them for who they are: our fellow Americans born on this very earth.
Order the Vegan Starter Kit today!
Help put an end to spearism now!
The post “Americans are not allowed to barbecue” first appeared on the PETA website.