A wonderful story of compassion. ♥

Pig farmer no longer sells pigs, but raises them as his own children.

For three generations, Luo Hongxian’s family, from Taipei County’s city of Linkou, has made their living raising pigs and selling them off. However, the family completely stopped this business, which they now regard as inhumane. Raising his pigs as he would his own children, Luo is taking on odd jobs rather than selling them to slaughter. What prompted such a big change?

We visit Luo’s farm to find out.Luo Hongxian: “Pigs are my children!’Daddy is here!’”Treating these pigs as his own children, whenever Luo is feeling low, he comes to sit in this pigsty.” Look! He is smiling! You see, he is so adorable.”Luo had followed in his family’s business — raising pigs — for three years, but in April, 2009, his mindset was completely altered during a trade: ” One pig really shocked me. When I was pulling him, he didn’t scream, but the others beside kept screaming. He didn’t make any noise but just stared at me. I looked back; I felt like he was saying to me: where are you taking me? How can you so easily just give me away after one year? I felt so bad inside. I was really shaken to the core. I couldn’t sleep. It was 3am, and I drove my car to the slaughter house, trying to save him. I was planning on buying him back with twice the money. I didn’t want him to leave my side again. But when I got there, nothing was left. ”

Luo has never sold a pig since. Starting in May of 2009, he even became a vegan, and feeding his pigs his leftovers. The diet even cured a lame pig. ” That pig was dying. He was sick, and had a tumor. After eating vegetarian, the tumor disappeared, and he was no longer lame.”Raising pigs without selling them, Luo now takes on temp jobs rather than killing his “children”.Pig owner, Luo Hongxian : ” To the people that ask me to sell the pigs, I would respond: Would you let me take your children away? They are my kids, every single one of them. I even delivered the babies.”

Surrounded by children & grandchildren every life form has feelings. Sprouting from his compassion, Luo has not only earned himself a healthy body from a vegetarian diet, but also many blessings, for his children and many grandchildren to come.

Joy
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Our First Vigil

On Friday, June 22, at 8:00 a.m., Hamilton Burlington Pig Save held their first vigil outside of Fearman’s Slaughterhouse.

Present were Brenda LaFleshe and Coleen Tew, and we had posters made with our website – from the creative genius of Louise Jorgensen and the generosity of Anita Kranjc (both of Toronto Pig Save, our sister org and our mentor).

After the gut wrenching experience of seeing the trucks enter the facility on Tuesday, we felt anxious but determined. We were there during rush hour traffic, so a great number of people saw us! I stood on the north corner, while Brenda stood on the south, next to Fearman’s. Brenda has a gift for approaching and engaging people; she handed out literature and spoke with them as they went by. Three people want to join as a result! How exciting is that?!

At one point, six people came out of the facility and approached Brenda. After they crossed the street, Brenda motioned me over and asked me to stay with her. They were workers and were mocking her, calling us crazy bitches. Funny thing is, when I joined her at the corner, they decided not to come back! Cowardly behaviour, but working at Fearman’s must be soul destroying, so we tried to feel as compassionate toward them as possible.

On an exciting note, one man on a bike told Brenda that he thought what we were doing was wonderful; not to be discouraged because for every hundred people that may scoff, there are several that will really think about the messages we are displaying. We were thrilled and grateful to hear such encouragement!

Last, but certainly not least- to our surprise (and relief) – no trucks came into the plant! For a slaughterhouse that has the capacity to kill 45,000 pigs a week, this is unusual to say the least. We will scope out different days to determine the best time to hold a vigil, so we can acknowledge their suffering.

Scoping out the Slaughterhouse

In order to hold a vigil at Fearman’s Slaughterhouse, we needed to know when the pigs entered the facility.  I took some notes and would like to share them with you.

Tues., 8:45 a.m.- I arrived at Tim Horton’s ( for those of you outside Canada, it’s our National coffee house), which is directly across the street from the pig’s entrance. I am feeling very anxious- seeing this horror, for me, is very gripping; my stomach is in a knot. I know this will be like witnessing a crime, but being unable to do anything about it.

People are lined up at the drive through, and seem completely oblivious to the devastation occuring across the street.

9:00 -A truck enters. I can see the pigs through those terrible grates- they are so silent. I can feel the tears sting, and as another truck follows a few minutes after, the tears flow freely. It is hard to witness this madness; to know that as I sit here, across the street they are being pushed, prodded, kicked and beaten as they go to their deaths. What must go through their minds? They are just babies!

9:15- Another two trucks enter. The first truck that I saw has entered the yard to unload the pigs- now there are three waiting  with their precious cargo- oh, god, I wish I could free them. It’s so hard not to feel hopeless, but I know that demonstrating against this industry helps me. You may be standing alone on the side of the road holding a poster, but if just one person sees and changes their heart and mind, then it’s definitely worth it.

I see the second truck in line move to the yard- As I sat here, how many died?

9:30 -Three more trucks enter, as the first truck to enter leaves. The driver is young: how must it feel to carry innocent beings to their death?

9:40- another truck. In the span of 1 hour, 8 trucks have entered that terrible place. I am sick with grief.

A truck labelled Regal Poultry Corp. leaves the yard. Underneath it reads” Healthy Body, Healthy Mind”.  I feel a rush of anger- lies! Do they slaughter chickens here as well?

9:55-  I have to leave now- carry on with life. I say goodbye to the babies waithing on the trucks and tell them I’m sorry, so, so sorry.

I start the car-  another truck comes.

The Positive Revolution: How Changing the Way We Eat Can Change the World

The Positive Revolution: How Changing the Way We Eat Can Change the World

The Positive Revolution: How Changing the Way We Eat Can Change the World

Increasing numbers of us are beginning to understand our culture more clearly. We are beginning to look behind the curtain of denial and to see the massive ongoing cruelty toward animals that pervades our meals and virtually all our cultural activities and institutions. We are also glimpsing the indoctrination that drives this cruelty. While this increased understanding of our culture’s hidden violence is liberating, and opens doors to healthy individual and social transformation, it is also disturbing. In our understandable outrage at what others are doing to animals, we may become angry with them and think that aggressive resistance and even violence are necessary to stop this terrible and unnecessary suffering.

Let’s look more deeply! As I’ve discussed in The World Peace Diet, the invisible core of our culture is the mentality of reductionism, commodification, and exclusion that is mandated by our daily meals. We are all forced to participate in the rituals of oppression and disconnectedness known as meals, and the spiritual and social hardening this ongoing violence causes in us is the hidden root of war, racism, the domination of women and the Earth, and indeed, of virtually all exploitation and violence. It explains why we find it so difficult to make real social progress. Our daily meals—our most intimate connection with our culture and with the web of life here—inject all of us with the precise mentality that surreptitiously and relentlessly impedes social progress. Fortunately, more and more of us are realizing this.

We are coming to understand that the essence of the mentality that allows us to confine and kill animals for food is the mentality of exclusion. We are all taught by our culture from infancy to exclude certain beings from the sphere of our compassion. Veganism is the healing and radical response to this: it is a mentality of radical inclusion. As vegans, we practice consciously including all living beings within our circle of caring; we exclude no one.

Anger is an expression of exclusion. There are some strategists in our movement who like to compare our movement to other social justice movements, and to justify using similar tactics, which often employ anger or violence in some form. These forces undermine veganism and compassion. We are called, as vegans, to transform our anger toward those who are harming animals, people, the Earth, and future generations into compassion and understanding for them, and to focus our efforts on creating and building vegan alternatives and educating our fellow humans. We realize that the enemy is not other people. All of us have been injected with a toxic cultural program of eating animal-sourced foods and exploiting other living beings. The only “enemy” is that program that persists, to a greater or lesser extent, in all of us.

I believe Buckminster Fuller was correct in encouraging people not to fight against obsolete institutions, because this further reinforces them and just drags us down, but rather to focus our energy positively and creatively to build new institutions and cultural habits that more accurately reflect the truth that we are and that we yearn to see manifested in our world. The vegan movement is, in many ways, the “ur-movement”—the source from which all the other social justice, peace, and rights movements spring. Our routine mealtime violence toward billions of beings is the foundational, churning core practice of exploitation, and as we literally eat this program, its consequent mentality generates the injustice, inequity, war, and other problems we endure. With the vegan movement, we’ve got our hands on the hidden-in-plain-sight quintessence of cultural violence, and it is thus inappropriate for us to strategize in the same dualistic ways that other social justice movements have.

The vegan revolution is an evolution of love and radical inclusion. It is a celebration of the unity and interconnectedness of the welfare of all living beings. As Gandhi emphasized, there can be no social transformation without personal transformation. Each one of us is called to root out of our consciousness the remaining residues of violence, anger, disconnectedness, and self-righteous judgmentalism that have been injected by our cultural conditioning, and to replace these with unconditional love and respect for everyone, even our “opponents.”

We are all in this together. The vegan evolution is a celebration of the joy and splendor of life, and an awakening to the beauty and potential of our shared life on this planet. The strategy for each of us is continually to discover how to love and give more deeply, fully, and authentically, and in harmony with our unique talents and gifts. We can see that our efforts are bearing fruit, and that there is nothing more urgently important for any of us at this time in our cultural evolution than to make an effort to understand clearly the nefarious cultural program that our meal rituals have planted in all of us, and do our best to remove it in both our outer and inner lives, and to help others do the same.

As we do this, we create the new foundations necessary for the more conscious, just, peaceful, and sustainable world that is beckoning. To the degree we yearn for peace, health, and wisdom, and work to realize these in ourselves, we’ll be successful in our quest. I don’t believe there’s any calling more noble than coming to a planet like our beautiful and imperiled Earth, and dedicating the brief time we have here to healing the wounds of delusion and violence, and planting seeds of loving kindness in all our actions. As legendary peace activist A.J. Muste said, “There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.” This is the heart of the vegan evolution that is gaining momentum and traction every day.

Image Source: Sterling College/Flickr

 
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Dr. Will Tuttle: Educator & Author

Dr. Will Tuttle, an educator, author, pianist, and composer, presents 150 lectures, workshops, and concerts yearly throughout North America and Europe. Author of the acclaimed best-seller, The World Peace Diet, he is a recipient of the Peace Abbey’s Courage of Conscience Award, and is the co-founder of Circle of Compassion ministry. A vegan since 1980, he is a Dharma Master in the Zen tradition, and has created eight CD albums of uplifting original piano music.

Slaughterhouses and the effects on workers.

This is a very interesting interview with a man who actually worked on a kill floor. Though the  slaughterhouse he worked in processed cows, still the principle is the same.

Timothy Pachirat, Assistant Professor of Politics at The New School for Social Research and the author ofEvery Twelve Seconds, is not the first to see industrialized violence and political analogues in the slaughterhouse. But rather than write an exposé, he took a job at one to see how it works from the perspective of those who work there. I interviewed him about his experiences on the kill floor.

http://boingboing.net/2012/03/08/working-undercover-in-a-slaugh.html

We are The Hamilton Burlington Pig Save!

We are caring and concerned citizens who wish to expose the cruelty of factory farming. We believe that if slaughterhouses had glass walls everyone would be vegan. We wish to erect those glass walls at slaughterhouses like Fearman’s by holding demonstrations and vigils. We welcome all compassionate like minded people to join us. Please check our calendar regularly, looking forward to seeing you.

VegInspiration (Will Tuttle)
When we look with a relaxed eye at nature, we see an absolutely irrepressible celebration of living beauty.

Animals in nature are both celebratory and inscrutable.

They play, sing, run, soar, leap, call, dance, swim, hang out together, and relate in endlessly mysterious ways.