The Four Stages of Cruelty

The first of the four stages of Cruelty as depicted in 1751 by William Hogarth
via https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Four_Stages_of_Cruelty

The Four Stages of Cruelty

The Four Stages of Cruelty as depicted in 1751 by William Hogarth begins with the torture of a dog as a child. Then the series progresses to beating a horse, to robbery, seduction, and murder in the final Cruelty to Perfection.

Yes, early animal abuse too often leads to murder or some other serious criminality in adulthood. It is both well documented and proven. Research it, by all means.

But what about the abuse of chickens, cows, pigs, sheep, and other animals raised explicitly for food?

Many of those who work the kill line in the slaughterhouses, and I suspect others in support of the business, go home to abuse their spouses and children, some go further, on to murder. [1]

A mentally healthy person recognizes the ugly doings of animal slaughter and can appreciate the psychological effects such may have on the committing individual. This psychologically sound person might even consider themselves cruelty-free. I understand this in the context of technicality and legality; they are certainly innocent of any unpleasantness or wrongdoing in that regard.

Now, I assume most readers see animals as sentients who understand pain, suffering, and fear death by brutality. If this isn’t you, goodbye.

To the others I ask, can proxy association to animal slaughter have adverse effect on the individual, on society?

Are there subliminal consequences suffered by granting passive authority to the animal holocaust?

Spiritual ramifications, to the so inclined?

If not, we may, in good conscience, pursue our struggles for equality while we passively encourage the inequality of our fellow earthlings.

[1] https://freefromharm.org/animal-products-and-psychology/shooting-of-four-workers-at-slaughterhouse-and-the-connection-between-violence-to-animals-and-humans/

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Humanity the God

Amen - The Creation of Adam Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Creation_of_Adam

Although time and translation have reversed roles, we have here Michelangelo’s conveniently male depiction of one — and certainly caucasian (note, beyond the obvious skin tone, the disproportionately small penis, lengthened still unrespectable by its tapering foreskin) — creating god in his image (clothed, in his shame) sprawled in the bosom of youthful nudity, thus lending confidence to the ageless depravity of pedophilia.

Humanity. n. A species overwhelmingly inconsiderate of its own and other species, in need of creating gods in their warlike image: A supreme and unquestioning authority to validate their criminal existence, to ensure their unworthy and dishonorable continuance in spiritual eternity, to absolve their transgressions against one another, nature and her earthlings.

God. n. An imaginary being, a phenomenon of the mind infecting a diseased and self-serving intellect.

The Future

The future is our inspiration. Past and present hold hazards to navigate in pursuit of broader understanding: Beyond the cycle of failed customs and traditions where consensus worshipers find comfort in their culture of war, violence, and the subjugation of the innocent. Tomorrow, lest the dregs drag us into extinction, is vegan.

Vegan? Maybe Not.

Another celebrity boards the vegan bandwagon. However, according to the article in GQ, The Real-Life Diet of JaVale McGee, Vegan, there remains the question of vegan sincerity.

Veganism isn’t a diet. Our plant-based fare is the beneficial consequence of our struggle, the abolition of animal slavery, torture, and exploitation. Full stop.

JaVale admits, “It wasn’t for the moral aspect back then.”

Veganism is the moral aspect. McGee’s choice of words “back then” is ambiguous leaving doubt beyond anything more than self-compassion.

But then he says, “…I’ve been fully vegan for about five to six months now since the season started, and probably a month before.”

Fully?

Despite JaVale’s affirmation, GQ asks, “Is the moral aspect a reason you decided to go full vegan this time?” [Emphasis mine]

“When I do things, I just fully commit to it. I feel like there is no point in half-assing. I just do it, and if I don’t like it, I just stop doing it. It’s been good. I was losing weight and getting more cut, as you can see, and I just felt really good.”

He felt good, physically. Naturally, due to a plant-based diet.

And indeed, there exist, at the very least, latent assurances by forswearing the traumatized flesh and excrements of tortured sentients. But still, I wonder, does JaVale harbor animal sympathies in his commitment to a plant-based diet? He had with no tact no less dodged the question of morality.

Perhaps McGee’s unspoken motives are now of an ethical vegan. One cannot ascertain from the article. I invite him to respond. Fat chance, right? But like many swell-headed sports idols and Hollywood darlings waving the vegan flag with no regard for animal rights as they parade about in fur, feather, and leather do little more than depreciate the value of veganism. This fixation on themselves further stalls the already uncertain future of animal liberation when not a word is spoken on their behalf.

What we see I’m afraid is the not so gradual usurpation of veganism coming to mean diet and self-concern by an influentially privileged class of narcissists.

Beginnings

Since their beginnings, humans have trampled upon the lives of their fellow earthlings, the animals — averring supremacy, hawking self-ingratiating doctrines as inalienable rights. Themselves, having their liberties and privacy maligned by authoritarians they whine, excessively.

Bitch, this Karma.

Rain

Rain
A flash
A thunderous crash
Today I took a subway to work, a veggie sub
Targets wear orange, in parallel universes
Where the bold fly synchronously
betwixt the skulls of conformity
stagnant in their hollow shallows
(Dream, fire-breathers! Dream!)
Bullets sing a high-pitched drone
Echoes have none to call their own
Baleful words fuel themselves
Law books sit on endless shelves
Spiritual lies lie scattered and broken
as grains of truth die unspoken

A hamburger today keeps the doctor in pay
–Collaboration

20,000 Miles

In retaliation to the attacks against vegans in social networks across the globe and in face-to-face confrontations.

Vegans. Are we perfect? No. But, we are better than you.

Our understanding spans light-years beyond that of the self-absorbed masses. We have respect for life that no religious/spiritual pretense dare compare. A working vision for the future that culminates in world peace if only you could imagine.

As with any conviction, our dedication draws an assault of absurd arguments meant to discredit us while making animal rights activists out as terrorists.[1] A judgment handed down by the authorities at the demand of their handlers and favored by the sniveling populace.

Accusations against us grow from a baseless albeit a well-fertilized malice. Ranging from the fatuous to more pressing matters we cannot stall. Hypocrisy, because we kill.

We murder the multitude of insects that splatter against the grills and windshields of our automobiles, ones we disembowel cultivating our gardens or them we’ve disembodied mowing our lawns. We might even swat mosquitoes and flies, might poison the termites that eat our environmentally flawed dwellings.

We are mindful of our crimes committed against the delicate vulnerabilities of nature, necessitated by our captivity in a profit-driven, pseudo civilization. Unlike you, we strive to lessen our impact.

BTW, we realize plants are a life form. So, drop the chorus of adolescent jokes. As well, we are not trying to convert Nature’s predators into vegans. You’re a dull, witless idiot to say such.

Here’s the skinny. Likened to a 20,000-mile journey, we’ve taken only the first steps. Narrowing the gap between where we are and where our futures intend requires time. The time we may not have. An ultimatum you decide in your dystopian drive toward annihilation: endless war and your obeisant patriotism. The swarm of unfettered violence and senseless murders of innocent creatures, the driving power of apocalypse.

Your unsustainable life choices inflamed by greed and rapacity:

It isn’t veganism aiding the world’s sixth mass extinction,[2] nor global warming.[3]

It isn’t veganism contaminating the waterways and oceans. It is the agricultural runoff that creates hypoxic dead zones.[4]

It isn’t veganism depleting the oceans of fish,[5] A third of those ground into livestock feed,[6] leaving behind a killing entanglement of fishing nets.[7] Nor is it veganism that sustains the abominable ‘Sea Slave’ fishing trade.[8]

It isn’t veganism decimating the rainforests to gain acreage for livestock and the crops to feed them.[9]

It isn’t veganism squandering resources to process, store, refrigerate, dispose, and transport the remains and refuse of doomed and slaughtered earthlings.[10] Nor is it veganism that depletes fresh water reserves.[11]

Veganism isn’t the reason people starve. This is a famine fed by the insatiable appetite for meat. Because it’s not veganism buying third-world feed crops to sustain western livestock.[12]

Someday, if you and your ilk haven’t by then destroyed the planet, will come a time when people live in accord with nature. As when humans stop procreating exponentially, spreading and stacking one on top the other. When machinery and technology give way to biological innovations and adaptations.

No cars to run down animal and insect. Nor roads, walls, and fences to inhibit wildlife.

An open landscape of clean soil, air, water, and sustainability steeped in compassion and cooperation with Nature and one another.

Then all will have plenty.

We may even reach the stage of our evolution when we no longer need harvest plants, living off the sun’s energy alone. But even if we don’t, even if we need plant nourishment to survive we will till the soil with our hands, tender as the Buddhist monks.

The 20,000-mile journey of the vegan is today but the embryo of Utopia.

I know vegan concepts orbit beyond your diminutive sphere of care and reasoning and that you’ll continue to devalue those who aspire to higher realms of existence. I know too that one of two outcomes are inevitable and soon forthwith, in the cosmic sense. Either attrition will dissolve your kindred and life will live in its natural harmony. Or, the planet will die an agonizing death. No fault of the vegan.

So, while you’re quick to ridicule our principles, we offer sustainability while you’re committed to depletion. We present healthy alternatives while you stay patsy to the medical/pharmaceutical/research/animal agricultural cartels. We’re compassionate; you’re a brute. You’re a parasite and terror to the planet and all its life forms. A selfish, gluttonous, short-sighted simpleton whose concerns run shallow, anchored in unreformable arrogance. You’re a plague, and a contaminate, a virus to infect your offspring and others with your self-purposing dogma.

Viva La Vevolution!

Footnotes:

[1] Animal Enterprise Terrorism Act (AETA) http://www.greenisthenewred.com/blog/tag/animal-enterprise-terrorism-act/

[2] ‘Biological annihilation:’ Earth’s 6th mass extinction is underway https://www.usatoday.com/story/tech/science/2017/07/10/earth-faces-sixth-mass-extinction/465655001/

[3] Global Farm Animal Production and Global Warming: Impacting and Mitigating Climate Change https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC2367646/

[4] Meat industry runoff has created a massive dead zone in the Gulf of Mexico http://boingboing.net/2017/08/03/meat-industry-runoff-has-creat.html

[5] Seafood could collapse by 2050, experts warn http://www.nbcnews.com/id/15532333/ns/world_news-world_environment/t/seafood-could-collapse-experts-warn/

[6] One-third of fish caught worldwide used as animal feed http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/earth/earthnews/3353985/One-third-of-fish-caught-worldwide-used-as-animal-feed.html

[7] Ghost Fishing Nets: Invisible Killers in the Oceans http://earthisland.org/journal/index.php/elist/eListRead/ghost_fishing_nets_invisible_killers_in_the_oceans/

[8] ‘Sea Slaves’: The Human Misery That Feeds Pets and Livestock https://www.nytimes.com/2015/07/27/world/outlaw-ocean-thailand-fishing-sea-slaves-pets.html

[9] Agriculture http://www.rainforestfoundation.org/agriculture/

[10] Facts on Animal Farming and the Environment http://www.onegreenplanet.org/animalsandnature/facts-on-animal-farming-and-the-environment/

[11] Water Resources: Agricultural and Environmental Issues https://academic.oup.com/bioscience/article/54/10/909/230205/Water-Resources-Agricultural-and-Environmental

[12] Feed the World https://www.viva.org.uk/feed-world

Other references:

[a] Hidden costs of industrial agriculture http://www.ucsusa.org/food_and_agriculture/our-failing-food-system/industrial-agriculture/hidden-costs-of-industrial.html

[b] What is sustainable agriculture? http://www.ucsusa.org/our-work/food-agriculture/solutions/advance-sustainable-agriculture

[c] Our Food Our World http://www.converge.org.nz/pirm/ofow.htm

 

Earth

Earth

Earth

Earth. Our creator, our provider, our mother. Everything we have we owe to her. Everything. Still, I cannot restrain the profound contempt that stirs deep within me for her. Allowing a species existence that shows her nothing but scorn and mockery, for her creatures, for her creations. These humans, mother, these despicable life forms that spawn from your very bounty. So afraid to die but not to kill. So eager to take but not to give. How long, mother, how long will you tolerate your wayward children?

Awakening

Cosmic Winter Wonderland
Cosmic “Winter” Wonderland — NASA

Awakening

No awakening, no struggle for social justice nor fight for civil rights, no undermining of authority, is ever complete that ignores the plights of the most vulnerable, the animals. The right of self-determination for all earthlings. The respect of life and liberty for all sentients is the doom of all war and oppression, the gateway to meaningful peace. Until then, we gather what we sow. And nothing more.

The Parable of Salia

Once Upon a Time…

Once upon a time humanity shared their friendship with all earthlings. All beings lived in harmony. And humanity oversaw the welfare of all of the earth’s creatures, and this is how they came to be called humanity.

Then one day a man drank tainted water from a well no one was to drink from. So very thirsty was he, for the day was bright and so very hot, and he needed to slake his thirst, and he thought, just a sip won’t hurt. But an infliction stuck him. And a fever ran to his head and damaged his brain. Everyone thought that he might recover. But he did not. The sickness worsened and twisted his reasoning, and he became ravenous in his desires and began eating the creatures around him whenever hunger fell upon him.

Everyone thought him mad. No one was able to reason with him, though they tried. And being close to him, they contracted his disease. And they, in turn, spread the illness to others, and they to others until all their brains had become damaged and all were afflicted with the desire to eat their fellow earthlings. All but one, Salia, who had been away traveling the countryside and did not contract the plague.

Now when Salia came home, everyone welcomed her, for she was much admired and they had missed her. “A feast!” They shouted, to celebrate Salia’s return.

And the festivities began. There was music, and everyone danced and sang while the firepits by the river billowed thick smoke of roasted flesh. But Salia did not smell the vileness in the air for the wind blew from the west, away from the celebrations.

Then when it came time to sit down and feast, they sat Salia at the head of the table, to honor her return, for she was well liked among them.

They set the table with vegetables fresh from their gardens and juice from the fruit of their trees. And Salia grew hungry, and her stomach began to rumble for she had survived on roots and berries and wild plants for so long while she traveled the countryside, and missed the cookings of home.

Someone shouted, “A toast!” and they raised their glasses to Salia who was joyful to be home again with family and friends.

But then Salia noticed there were no feathered or furred friends among them, and so she asked, “Where are all our feathered and furred friends to join us in this feast?”

And someone said, “They are on their way from the river bank and will be here soon.” And so Salia waited anxiously for her feathered and furred friends to join the festivities.

Then up from the shores came many people carrying many platters of many smoldering carcasses. And they thought Salia should have the greatest one of all, for she was highly thought of.

And there they sat in front of Salia the charred corpse of her favorite lifelong friend, Hochester the Pig.

And Salia screamed. She stood up and cried, “Oh people! What have you done to my friend, Hochester the Pig?”

And they said, “He promises to be quite delicious, Salia, and you should do the honor to carving him while our mouths water with anticipation.”

“You are insane, all of you!” Roared Salia. “How can you have done this to our friends? They are not for eating!”

And everyone thought Salia mad.

~The Parable of Salia, from the Book of Peter the Vegan