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What Happens To The Meat
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Here are the Five Freedoms:-
1. Freedom from Hunger and Thirst - by ready access to fresh water and a diet to maintain full health and vigour.
2. Freedom from Discomfort - by providing an appropriate environment including shelter and a comfortable resting area.
3. Freedom from Pain, Injury or Disease - by prevention or rapid diagnosis and treatment.
4. Freedom to Express Normal Behaviour - by providing sufficient space, proper facilities and company of the animal's own kind.
5. Freedom from Fear and Distress - by ensuring conditions and treatment which avoid mental suffering
Perhaps you can elighten us about where intensively farmed pigs, battery hens and meat chickens fit - with particular regard to (4) and (5). The (cattle) feedlots I have seen contained an absolute sea of cattle, none with room to move, and no shelter at all.
The saleyards I have seen are much the same. Codes of Practice have been developed for saleyards (and transporters), but they are voluntary, and my observations (usually weekly) are that they are totally ignored. One says that hooved animals shouldn't be left in concrete sale pens for long periods because they get "footsore" - Guess where they leave them the day before/after the sales? But what the hell? Some bureaucratic fatcat probably got paid a fortune to put them together.
Yabby, my information about mulesing and crutching came from a sheep farmer in WA, and one here. I guess you mean by "Gertrude" someone from PALE (there seems to be some identity crises there) - but PALE advises on another thread that it has these "co-joint" enterprises running in several states.
As for subscribing to Darwinism, or any form of religion, I have reserved my judgment. I might get superstitious on my deathbed and "find God", who knows?
Nite all
Nicky