Why I don’t eat chicken

WARNING GRAPHIC CONTENT. 
THIS IS YOUR FINAL AND ONLY WARNING.






Oh yeah, totally humane. How do you not see the pure fear in this poor chicken’s face?

These beautiful babies are being transported in a SNOWSTORM. In what universe is this ACCEPTABLE?

This is a killing device for chickens, used by back yard chicken keepers and small farmers. The chickens are very much alive and feeling as they are rammed upside down in these cones and have their throats slit. These intelligent and conscious animals do suffer, they feel afraid when they are shoved into the cones and they feel the knife as it slits their throat. I’ve seen these cones be described as “killing with kindness”, have you ever heard such a contradictory phrase in all your life? Do you think the chickens believe they’re being killed with kindness? They are being killed against their will for profit. There are absolutely no humane farmers/murderers and there is absolutely no justification for animal agriculture. Do not buy the humane lie and the deceiving, manipulative marketing labels. Every animal used for food by humans is exploited and violently killed when no it’s no longer economically viable to keep them alive and every animal on your plate is there against their will. Yes, these animals do have the will to live and nobody has the right to breed, use/exploit and murder them. GO VEGAN 💚 EDUCATE OTHERS

Have you ever touched boiling water? Hurts, huh? Can you imagine DYING IN BOILING WATER? HSUS investigators counted 45 birds BOILED ALIVE in 30 minutes.

Why anyone would want to eat a sentient being is beyond me. These beings have thoughts, feelings, personalities…

Here’s the rest of your chicken.

1 Timothy 6:10 For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.

How on earth is Jesus okay with this?

These aren’t chickens, but they are still slaughtered in the same terrible way.

Free range is a LIE and BULLS***!

These are sentient beings, they are not things for us to torture, mutilate, rape and murder. They are “WHO”, not an “IT”.

These are babies. They are only 35 days old. How is this acceptable? Why would anyone want to be born to a life of torture? To see the blood and smell the death of your friends and family just before you suffer the same fate? This is unacceptable.

God would never be okay with this. We He said “dominion”, that does not mean torture HIS CREATIONS.

This is pure evil in all forms. Imagine being male, and not being able to live your full life.
Matthew 23:37 “[…]how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were not willing […].” And now, because of the hardness of heart of human beings, the analogy of a hen gathering her chicks under her wings is no longer applicable.

Poor baby. I am sorry. May your slaughterers rot in hell.

How is this acceptable in this day and age? You cannot slaughter someone humanely. You would never wish this death upon your cat or dog. This is unacceptable!

“My name is Amelia and you are about to watch my story…

Luckily I managed to escape the crates that my brothers and sisters were crammed into. I ran and hid under some metal framework, close to where a woman was standing with others. I wish that I could have understood what was happening, but I was confused, disoriented and scared…

I heard a man shouting and I saw a pair of boots coming quickly towards me. I instinctively tried to spread my wings and fly away, but as I have been denied this right my whole life; I didn’t know how to properly. I heard a gentle voice call out towards me…

the lady wanted to save me! I thought that I was going to go to her, to the outside, but I was wrong. I was roughly picked up by my right leg by Mr Boots and marched towards ‘the shackles’.

The last thing that I remember was being hung upside down, so that the painful process of my death could begin. All so that my little body could eventually allow someone a taste of my deceased flesh…

Please share my story so others are encouraged to live by their morals of nonviolence towards animals and become vegan. <3″

 

 

Chicken Factory Farms Cause Pollution Nightmare for NC

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Noxious ammonia fumes, poultry waste, polluted waterways, and gag-inducing odor are plaguing North Carolina residents as giant chicken farms encroach on residential areas.

National Public Radio’s The Salt recently profiled a North Carolina couple bringing attention to the hazardous effects that large-scale chicken farms have on the surrounding neighborhoods. Burning throats, a foul stench, harmful gas emissions, and irritating airborne dust particles are just a few of the issues Surry County residents Terry and Mary Marshall say they have had to live with as a result of the nearby concentrated animal feeding operation. The mix of manure, feed, and carcasses combined with the hundreds of tons of poultry waste produced each year makes for a dangerous hazard for human health while posing an environmental risk as well. In terms of odor and air emissions, these types of poultry operations often aren’t regulated as closely as other industries, Will Scott of environmental group Yadkin Riverkeeper says. North Carolina’s poultry production board has pushed against tighter laws, saying it would hurt the $34 billion industry. Because there are no protections for residents, Mary Marshall is lobbying for future farms to be moved away from residential areas and a way to combat increased air and water pollution.


3 Things I’ve Learned Since Working with Chickens

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Being around chickens for nearly two decades has taught me that these birds can recognize their names, have their own language, and love being affectionate.

In the Chinese zodiac, 2017 is the Year of the Rooster, which means there’s never been a better time to dispel a few stereotypes regarding chickens. I’ve rescued, fell in love with, and bonded with numerous chickens throughout the past 18 years. Working with these beloved birds has given me an insight into their intelligence and affection, and I am now a firm believer that they are like feathered dogs capable of language, profound relationships, family, friendships, and deep understanding. Here are three things I’ve learned working at farmed animal sanctuary The Gentle Barn that most people don’t know about these intelligent creatures.

On recognizing their names: Many years ago, we had a rooster named Charlie who was gorgeous, macho, and adored by the ladies. At night, however, instead of roosting in the barn with the others, he chose to sleep on the ground in the corner of the barnyard. Because chickens cannot see once it is dark, and I feared for his safety, every evening I would go get him to bring him to a coop where he was safe until morning. One night I had friends over while I was putting the finishing touches on the evening feeding routine. As a joke, I called Charlie to come to me because I was tired and dreading crossing the yard to get him. My whole life I had heard that chickens were not so smart, so even though I called him, I didn’t expect him to understand. Much to my surprise, as soon as I had called him, Charlie came running to me as fast as he could. I was blown away! Each night thereafter I would call Charlie and he would run to me, and with a kiss and a hug I would put him to bed in his coop for the night.

On communicating with other chickens: Charlie was one of the first chickens to show me that the stereotype about these birds is wrong. Through him, I learned that chickens are, in fact, intelligent and generous and have a diverse language. Every time I would bring treats to the barnyard, Charlie would make a very specific sound to summon the ladies. The hens would come running as Charlie watched proudly while they ate. I’ve also learned that mother hens make a very specific sound to signal danger and that their babies dive under their wings when they hear it. Our chickens hang out in the barn on cold days and speak to each other in hushed tones, narrating their day and gossiping among themselves. In my experience at The Gentle Barn saving hundreds of chickens, I have seen that chickens have a highly developed language and communicate quite clearly with each other.

On being affectionate: I have known many chickens during my time at The Gentle Barn, but a few stand out as being so affectionate that their capacity to love and be loved is undeniable. I had a chicken named Strawberry who loved being held. She would fly at me when she wanted to snuggle, and I would have to drop whatever rake I was carrying to catch her. Most days I would do my chores with one arm with a happy, sleeping hen in the other. Similar to Strawberry, Ambrose was a bossy, proud rooster who also loved to be held. When he was feeling affectionate, he would peck me softly on my leg to ask to be picked up. He wanted to be carried so often, and for hours at a time, that I fashioned a baby sling to hold him while I worked in the barnyard. Finally, there’s Jasmine, who was only a few days old when we saved her from certain slaughter. She was too young to live in the barnyard without a chicken mom, so she lived in my house with me for five months. Jasmine sat in our laps when we watched TV, slept in bed with us, followed us around the house wherever we went, and sat perched on my shoulder in the car. I had an entire bedtime ritual with her in which I would sing and pet her as she fell asleep, and if I tried to cut it short, she would not go to sleep. She would sleep only if I sang the entire song and pet her for several minutes.

Ellie Laks is the founder of The Gentle Barn and author of the book My Gentle Barn, creating a sanctuary where animals heal and children learn to hope.