One of the most violent and offensive comments about what ‘should be done’ to the hunter [who killed a deer who was living inside a sanctuary] was from someone whose own page had photographs of their own plate piled high with dead flesh.
A post that I shared earlier described how a young deer named Pala,
cared for on a sanctuary, had been shot and killed by a neighbour
who was hunting. In the same way that I am not empowered to excuse
exploitation and killing on behalf of any single one of the
trillions of annual victims of our species, I am not about to excuse
what he did.
I also read a post yesterday about a young steer befriended by a
vegan animal rights activist from a neighbouring property. For a
year she tried to save his life but the human who
‘owned‘ him
firmly refused to allow her to rescue the steer who was called
Frank. He was slaughtered to be eaten. The posts about Frank were
met with much sadness.
On my post about Pala, the vitriol was shocking; calling the hunter
a psychopath, blaming gun laws and demanding prosecution were by far
the least aggressive comments. One of the most violent and offensive
comments about what ‘should be done’ to the hunter was from someone
whose own page had photographs of their own plate piled high with
dead flesh.
And I found myself seriously wondering what the difference was
between the person who killed the deer and the person who goes into
supermarket and buys ‘venison’, or any other euphemism for someone’s
dead flesh? What’s the difference between the person who killed the
deer, and the diner who sits gazing at the menu before announcing,
‘I think I’ll have the venison’? What’s the difference between the
person who insisted on slaughtering Frank, and someone who sits down
to a steak, or a burger, or a pile of bacon, or a fish supper or a
prawn salad or who buys any substance that has been taken from a
member of another species? It’s all taken forcibly and without their
consent. Always.
Is there a difference?
Well, is there?
Is it just easier to be critical the further we can distance
ourselves from the actions necessary to meet our demands? For humans
to derive some kind of pleasure from the act of killing is no more
justifiable than it is to consume the flesh, their eggs and the
breastmilk of other individuals. It’s no more justifiable than it is
to wear their skins or body fibres like wool or angora or silk, or
to use them as modes of transport, or to force them to act in ways
that are alien to their nature and then bet on the outcome for
‘entertainment’.
In fact many of the most common uses to which our species subjects
its defenceless victims involve an entire lifetime of monstrous
brutality for each of them followed by a death so horrific that most
consumers refuse to even inform themselves about what happens behind
closed doors in the slaughterhouses that they pay for their demands.
So again, I wonder, is there a difference? Because I sure as hell
can’t see one.
In every case we have a nonvegan human who considers that their
trivial indulgences are more important than the very life of a
thinking, feeling individual of another species.
So the only conclusion I can reach, is that when we try to find
differences between one type of harm against an innocent creature as
opposed to other types of harm, all we’re trying to do is split
hairs about speciesism and I’ve written about
some reasons for
that before.
Being vegan means rejecting all speciesism. Be vegan.