It seems pretty obvious that no animal can be healthy or content in cages so restrictive that they are unable to turn around, breathing air so fetid that workers need to wear masks and pumped full of antibiotics and hormones to diguise their ill health.
This misery is part of what we consume when we eat these creatures.
Animals need to express their nature, much as we do; to bond with each other, to seek mates, to build nests, to nurture young; and to express exuberance by running, skipping, hopping and jumping even as we do.
Farmed animals are more than just meat on feet.
In a World of Merchant Bankers, Hedgefund Racketeers, Deranged Economists,
Corporate Cannibals, Gullible Politicians and Money Grubbing Shareholders ...
... What Does a Pig Know about Greed?
During the heady days of the financial meltdown, every cartoon about this issue trotted out the tired old cliche linking pigs and greed. I kept thinking that in the greed stakes pigs are amateurs compared to the frenzied avarice taking place in the money market.
Cockies in cages .... why? I just don’t get this. I once was saddened to see a couple of tourists, trailer in tow, off on holidays with two bedraggled cockies, each in it’s own cage, on the back seat of the car. What a way to see the countyside!?
We like them behind bars and we expect them to enjoy themselves there.
Why not just look up every time you hear a bunch of them cackling and screeching as they hoon around overhead and be cheered by their irreverent, sticking-it-up-us, joie de vivre.