14th December, Nottingham UK.
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Turkeys are already being slaughtered in the build up to Christmas. Their corpses will be the centerpiece of so many families tables who won’t spare a second to think about what their short life was like and how they came to end up mutilated and packaged ready to be picked off a shelf. Our initial target had already been emptied with all the birds sent to slaughter. We left the empty barns, that had been full to bursting with young curious birds not long ago, heavy hearted. We went to the next nearest known location.
It’s not hard to locate many farms and work out access when you spend some time searching the internet and walking around on the odd free days and nights. You’d be surprised by how many doors are unlocked or just a broken padlock away from opening. Flood lights and cameras don’t matter if you cover your face, have someone keeping lookout and know your exits.
While the farmers snored we entered an unlocked barn near their house at our second location. This time we found it still filled with turkeys. They were loud when they saw us but as quickly and quietly as we could we safely caught and put into carriers six turkeys. We only had homes for six or we would have taken more.
We sadly left the rest and disappeared from the farm before anyone woke up. We took them to a safe house were a nice comfortable space had been prepared for them. They got served a big salad with greens and grapes and blueberries in the morning.
We wish we could give this fresh start to all of them but as long as the system that commodifies them goes largely unchallenged it will continue.
Its not enough to opt out, we have to fight back.
Some anarchists