A Premature Death: The Animal Rights Movement

In her best-selling "Ministry of Healing," Ellen
G. White wrote:

"What man with a human heart, who has ever cared for
domestic animals, could look into their eyes, so full
of confidence and affection, and willingly give them
over to the butcher's knife? How could he devour their
flesh as a sweet morsel?"

Many activists describe themselves as animal rights
supporters. How they continue to promote compassionate
animal slaughter is beyond my understanding.

When King Kong lay bleeding on the streets
of New York, having been shot off the Empire
State building by 1933 fighter pilots, one
of the most famous lines in all of moviedom
was used to describe the tragic love story
between an 80-foot ape and Fay Wray:

"It was beauty killed the beast."

Many years from now, some future anthropologist writing
a doctoral dissertation will discover the identical reason
for the death of the animal rights (AR) movement:

Beauty (compassionate animal slaughter) killed
the beast (the AR movement).

Throughout history, as long as laws were passed to make
human slavery more compassionate, the horror of slavery
continued. Anti-slavery advocates danced and celebrated
passage of such laws, which were celebrated by liberals
and free thinkers, but not by the slaves. To be enslaved
is to know and not accept any form of injustice. Similar
laws are being passed today to make animal suffering more
tolerable on factory farms. The promotion of animal
slaughter in any form worsens the betrayal to animals.
Compassionate slaughter laws act merely to deceive human
meat eaters.

Many animal rights advocates raise money to lobby Congress
to enact laws making slaughter more compassionate, as if
there can ever be justice by sanitizing murder.

This summer thousands of animal rights activists will meet at
dozens of conferences to support each other and a movement
that in reality, no longer exists. They have lost sight of
the fact that the real animal rights movement has died.

Compassionate slaughter does not save animals.
Compassionate slaughter relieves the consciences of
those people who eat animals. Why is it that per capita
chicken and beef consumption continue to increase?

There was a time when animal rights supporters believed
that animals deserved ethical treatment from people.
The promotion of compassionate slaughter laws has ended
the real animal rights movement.

Meat eaters have been relieved of any guilt of animal
suffering. They donate to animal rights groups who claim
victory each time the floor space of a chicken's
cage is increased by three or four square inches. It
feels good to believe that doomed animals have no pain.
They who should feel guilt now consume more chicken,
guilt-free. More animals will die, and they do not do so
compassionately. Compassionate slaughter has became the
new ethic of the animal rights movement.

Sixty-six years ago, a string quartet performed Paganini and
Mozart while doomed Jews marched neatly in line to their
final solution in Treblinka's efficient human slaughterhouse.
For these victims, slaughter was made more compassionate by
adding gentle classical music to their death march. There
are still some who suppose that there is no more deviant
a notion than the abstraction dubbed "compassionate
slaughter." These eccentrics have become the outcasts of
the animal rights movement.

The Humane Slaughter Act was passed so that farm animals
would be "humanely killed" by compassionate killers with
sharp knives, rather then by sadistic fiends taking
pleasure in causing pain to defenseless creatures.

Oh well, little seems to have changed regarding man's
inhumanity to his fellow earthlings.

"Fallaces sunt rerum species."
(The appearance of things are deceptive.)
Seneca (c4 B.C.-A.D.65)

There is always a home for a cute pure bred dog.
The mixed breeds will die. The sheltered pit bulls
will be euthanized. The unloved strays will wag their
tails and bark greetings of welcome to shelter visitors.
Visit your local animal shelter today, and walk down
the aisles as I recently did, saying hello and goodbye
to living spirits seeking love. To animals who will
forever be orphans, until death do they part from the
cruelty of their existence.

The rats from animal experiments, when no longer needed,
are thrown together into a bucket and doused with ether, or
injected with sodium pentabarbitol, en masse, to die huddled
together, body to body, in their final resting place.

The baby male chicks are given no painkillers before the
life is crushed out of them in efficient killing machines.

The furs that humans wear are skin peeled from once-feeling
animals who have been anally electrocuted so that skin
remains unscarred.

The horses that lose race after race get no pills to calm
them before being stunned more than once, for one blow rarely
brings them to their knees, before being hoisted by chains
so that a man's knife can end memories of racing around
oval tracks to cheering humans.

The chickens and turkeys, one by one, throats slit, hung
upside down to squawk their dying words in gurgling blood
tones.

The elephants prodded with sharp-hooked tools, made to stand
awkwardly on small stools while children applaud with glee.
The castrated dancing bears bring delight to naive circus
patrons who have no awareness of their pain, before and
after the performance.

The rodeo calves and animals who run in terror as
galloping cowboys lasso ropes around their necks
and then bind their legs, giving confused animals
the opportunity to ask why.

There is no rescue. There is no real sanctuary. There
are just illusions. There is only truth.

A few years ago, I listened to Ingrid Newkirk of PETA
deliver the most passionate and well-informed talk I
had ever heard. Nearly one thousand people rose to
their feet for a long and powerful ovation after she
had finished. I had the very interesting perspective of
sitting right next to Dan Murphy who is the editor of a
pro-meat magazine. I love to play poker. I'm a good card
player because I watch people carefully, and over the course
of an evening's play, I watch tells, I watch faces, I
watch eyes, I watch fingers, I watch tapping on the table,
and blinking, and by the end of that evening, I know with
pretty good certainty the strength of my opponent's cards.

I observed this man very carefully during Newkirk's talk.
When he applauded, his two friends applauded. He was the
leader of the group. When he smiled, they smiled.

But what disturbed me was this man gave her a standing
ovation too, along with the AR activists. He stood and
applauded with enthusiasm. It was then and there that
I understood why. Americans are eating more meat as a
result of our impotent efforts.

Compassionate slaughter? I reject the concept of compassionate
slaughter. I hate the oxymoronic compassionate slaughter laws.
If the animals could talk, they would be able to tell you why
they reject such laws too. If they were the judges at the trials
of Nuremberg, we who pathetically fail to change things and make
them worse would be on trial for crimes against these innocent
farmed creatures.

I want all people to see death. I want people to see
un-compassionate slaughter. I want them to see what it's
really like. That's our responsibility. Our responsibility
is to accept our failures. More people are eating meat, and
what we're doing isn't working. These animals are dying,
partially, because of our misdirected efforts. We've got to
reject all animal slaughter, even compassionate animal
slaughter, making the effort to insist that no animal
deserves to die.

Philosophers sometimes lack a touch of the practical.
Animal rights philosophers rarely follow the evolution
of the animal rights movement to its logical conclusion.
We cannot provide sanctuary for every farm animal.
Despite the wonderful feel-good work of the good people
who run sanctuaries and solicit millions in funding, these
rescued animals should not have been born to this earth.
The logical conclusion of our so-called animal rights
movement is that these sentient creatures should never
be born to suffer.

The creatures living out their lives at farm sanctuaries
are mere ambassadors representing ten billion other
animals who will die this year to feed Americans.
Twenty-seven million animals each day having their
throats cut. During the time that it will take you
to read this paragraph, over fifteen thousand animals
will die. Read the preceding sentence aloud. Fifteen
hundred chickens have had their throats slashed,
and lay flapping atop each other, choking on their
own blood. Should not every American have the
opportunity to view that same horrible carnage that
we know all to well, over and over again? Does it
really matter that each chicken spends her life in
a confinement cage containing 3 additional square inches?

Save these animals? For what, one might ask? Farm turkeys
and pigs can no longer copulate. Males are too large to
mount females. Farm "units" have been bred for high protein
yield and low bone density. They live lives of pain because
their skeletons cannot adequately support their own weight.
The compassionate among us would recognize that ending their
pain is the ultimate conclusion for all who truly care
about suffering. These artificial creatures should never
have been engineered nor born.

Today, the animal rights movement is misdirected. We delude
ourselves by promoting compassionate slaughter. We make it
easy for these animals to live their lives to their own painful
and tortured conclusions. We make it easy for meat consumers
to veil their collective consciousness. Have you taken note
of the fact that meat eating is increasing? Our misguided
efforts are partially responsible.

We in the movement have made the journey of transition more
challenging for meat eaters. We have arrived where we now are,
vegans all, by recognizing the horror of slaughter. Groups like
the People for Ethical Treatment of Animals, Humane Society,
and Farm Sanctuary lobby Congress to change laws making it
easier for animals to die. Their laws make it easier for
farmed freaks to live longer lives of pain, with the same
ultimate conclusion. Their laws relieve the consciences of
carnivores.

We on this side of the fence should make it our priority
to show the meat-eating public exactly what slaughterhouses
produce. The blood. The eyes showing fear, and then pain.

Our strategy to relieve suffering relieves a universal
conscience. The same strategy that brought us to understand
death through violence should be intensified, not lessened.
If all animals must die, then all animal eaters must take
responsibility for their own participation in the slaughter.
Our current strategy is to deny them their path to truth.
In doing so, we provide a rationale for increased meat
consumption. If the animals do not suffer, meat eaters
reason, then there is no reason not to eat them.

It is not for us to spend millions of dollars to lobby
members of a judicial body to enact compassionate
slaughter laws. It is for us to lobby the hearts and
minds of people who still have the ability to see.

Robert Cohen
http://www.notmilk. com