|By Robert Cohen Executive Director|
One Lone AR Soldier Carries Her Gun On a recent trip to Korea, I stayed with a family who rescues farm animals, but on special occasions, they eat dogs. At a recent exposition in Connecticut, I met a group of people who rescue Greyhound racing dogs by placing some into loving families and putting others up for adoption. Each and every member of this group eats farm animals. Is there really a difference between the two groups? I know one New York state woman who owns an animal sanctuary, giving eternal refuge to crippled dogs that few humans would ever adopt, while eating chicken, claiming that she herself is too sick to eat an entirely plant-based diet. Many AR activists who march and hold up signs, or scream slogans at women and men wearing furs, continue to drink milk and eat cheese, and in doing so, participate in supporting the most abusive of farm practices. The majority of animal rights advocates wage war upon factory farm practices by promoting so-called compassionate animal slaughter laws. These altruistic but misguided people promote larger living spaces for doomed animals, and raise and spend millions of dollars by sending out multiple mailings under the guise of rescuing and providing sanctuary for these animals, all fated to die under the sharp blade of a butcher's knife. Seems to me that at the moment of death, the unfortunate animal does not give a damn, and dies with pain and fear. Many pleas for your funds promise and misrepresent that you will be adopting an animal. They do not tell you that their sanctuaries are filled with amimals, and there is no longer any room for one or two more of the ten billion who will die this year. Your dollars will not be used to adopt an animal. Instead, your money will be used to adopt the philosophy of promoting animal welfare which exists to further betray animals. Many people write about AR issues, and never participate in a rescue. For them, heartbeats rarely challenge the upper limits of those adrenalin-driven experiences that really make a difference to abused animals. I meet so few animal advocates who are uncompromisingly true to the spirit of total harmlessness to all living creatures. There is one who would neither trap a mouse nor swat a moth. Late at night, and early each morning, she feeds feral cats who live in the woods near her home. Some of those cats have been rescued from a lifetime of foraging, and live with her. They carry incurable feline diseases which require thousands of dollars of veterinary care each year. Here is a letter I received from one of the true and unrecognized heros of the so-called AR movement. Each weekend during hunting season she walks into the woods with her gun over her shoulder, attaches her hunting permit to the orange suit which serves as her notice to hunters that she is neither to be shot nor eaten, and risks her life by staying one step ahead of hunters by leading deer to the safety of a nearby refuge. Few people know this individual. She has looked death in the face by attending abusive events such as the notorious Hegin pigeon shoot. She took the famous video of a hunter biting the head off of a wounded pigeon. That video was used in a court case that led to the pigeon-shoot ban. She was surrounded by hunters, children, teens, fathers, who would not allow her to drive her car, but she would not give up that tape. The stalemate ended when hunter-friendly police arrived. She has filmed elephant abuse at the hands of circus trainers, escaping with memories of vile verbal threats. She has been followed, abused, and continues to fill her weekends by making protest of animal abuse her life's work. I received this EMAIL from Kim G. early Saturday morning, long before dawn broke her Rochester, NY day, long before swirling winds, chilling temperature, and gusts of snow promised a foot numbing day: From: Kim Subject: Hi, ho, the merry oh, a-hunting we will go. "Robert, I can't believe I still haven't recovered from being in the woods earlier this week, and now I'll soon be off again. There's a snowstorm here tonight, and I hate driving in that for hours on dark roads, some made of dirt or gravel. Hopefully the guy with the camo ski mask and the infrared rifle scope won't be there again. I had a confrontation with him on Monday, and I saw his scope trained on me. It was nerve wracking. Kimberly" I sit at home today in the comfort of my warm office, looking forward to watching the Giants and Jets football games, opening up email, and writing columns for the coming week while my hero goes alone into the woods.
Robert Cohen, author of: MILK A-Z
Executive Director (email@example.com)
Dairy Education Board
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