Day 19b: Liberté pour les vaches! … (05/03/2019)
One of the actions that I engaged throughout the entire length of The Walk was openly apologizing to any & all the dairy cows I met along the way. Yes, it is admittedly true that the cows I saw who were enclosed in lush pastures on small Swiss & French farms did seem to be living “the good life,” and yet what most folks fail to realize is that these cows — ALL of them — were at their oldest mere adolescents; that these cows — ALL of them — would normally live to be 20-25 years old, and yet that these cows — ALL of them — are actually violently murdered as soon as their milk productions wanes; which occurs as a general rule when they are only 4-6 years of age … 🙁
And so I did what little I could to champion their cause as I walked — I apologized to them for the barbaric brutalities inflicted upon them by my own species, I spoke with any of my fellow humans who would listen about the vile injustices being inflicted upon their bovine cousins for mere pleasure &/or convenience, and I left any & all gates I came across wide open — in the admittedly unlikely hope that my innocent Friends would thereafter leave their cozy enclosures and hide out in the woods, thereby avoiding the most terrible & terrifying fate that awaits them all to this very day.
Liberté pour les Vaches, my Friends …
Freedom for ALL who are innocent & oppressed!
“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff nearby. And what I have to do, I have to catch anybody if they start to go over the cliff. And that’s all I’d do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye … I know it sounds crazy, but that’s the only thing I’d really like to be.” ~ J. D. Salinger
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