"I am anti-American
and damned proud of it - but of I can't say it!"
H.R.H. the Prince Philip of Greece, Duke of Edinburgh (overheard)
website is my testament
This evening I heard Gary Baur of the Farm Sanctuary speak. He
had pictures as part of the presentation projected onto the screen
of the auditorium. It was pretty much the terrible stuff I've
heard before. But here was one story which tore me apart.
a picture of a large brown cow, lying twisted on a muddy, puddled
patch of ground.. Her neck was crooked and looking back at him
as he took the picture. She was on her way to the slaughterhouse.
The workers were trying to separate her from her calf. She fought
with everything she had for the safety of her baby. They ended
up breaking her neck. They got her baby and took him away. The
kindest thing would have been for the veterinarian to euthanize
her. They wouldn't do that. She was worth money. She lay waiting,
perhaps for days, to be dragged to slaughter. As long as she was
alive she was legal to be slaughtered for meat.
lecture hall I held my ex-military reserve.
privacy of my home I am unable to rest, racked with sorrow. This
story has overwhelmed me. The tears are pouring down my face.
How is it that there is such cruel hatred on this earth? For all
of them, pigs, apes, rats, rabbits, dogs, bears, baboons, turkeys,
chickens, my heart is overwhelmed with sorrow. I refuse to be
a monster. I may be ordinary, but this meanness, this cruelty
is beyond my ordinariness. I can never be a part of this.
do these humans, these monsters, live with themselves?
never indulge in the sorrow of an innocent. I will dedicate my
life to their safety. I cannot do otherwise.
Samsur Rahaman, University of Michigan, September
Reader - you have read enough.
If you desire still more,
then be a poem yourself :
not visitor - but door.
Silesius (1624-77) translated by Anthony Weir