As the nation celebrated Easter with a bloodbath of violence, roasting and tearing up the bodies of millions of innocent lambs, we fought back and saved the lives of five tiny lambs.
Having checked out the spot already, we crept in the shadows past a farmhouse where the scumbag farmers were watching TV and we entered a massive shed where mothers and babies were penned up. The noises were overwhelming as mothers gave birth and lambs cried out but we knew that these lambs only had weeks or months left to live and we had to act now.
We scooped up five lambs, reassuring the mothers that we were there to help their babies and we would ensure they lived long, joyful lives. We hope that they understood, despite our clear language barriers, and that we were saving them from a short life of misery and pain.
These five lambs will never have to experience the torment of a slaughterhouse. They will never have their bodies torn apart for profits. They will never be exploited ever again.
This action is in solidarity with all of those who lost their lives this Easter, a fucked up celebration of life that results in the murder of so many. We need this to inspire as many people to take action as possible. If not now, then when? If not you, then who?