48. like that brave woman in britain, that went down under a veal truck
like that brave woman in britain, that went down under a veal truck, how she died for those calves, taken away from their mothers, by the british dairy industry, a mother herself, how that very same industry had run her down into the road, & how it had now taken her away from her only son, it was this scene that brought the passion rising up inside me, her body crumpled on the wet tarmac & the truck of tortured calves, crying out for their mothers' milk, leaving for the slaughterhouses, the black eye of the imprisoned calf looked out at me, from the frozen truck on the australian freeway, the ear of the calf tagged 3536, i have never seen such an eye full of despair as the lashed unblinking of this tortured baby animal, to you this may mean forgoing a little bit of cow's milk in your coffee, cheese on a cracker or a plate of veal at a lygon street restaurant, the australian dairy industry boasts of murdering in excess of one million baby calves every year, it cleverly hides the properties of the fatty, white poison from the public, as our physical health goes under, evil will crush us if we don't crush it |
