This Is Also All Kinds Of Wrong of the Day: On the heels of recent Humane Society undercover investigations into chicken cruelty, pig cruelty, and Tennessee walking horse cruelty, a Mercy For Animals hidden-camera operation at a livestock auction in L.A. has revealed “an ongoing pattern of cruelty, egregious violence, and severe neglect,” including:
- “Downed” animals — those too sick or injured to even stand or walk on their own — being left to slowly suffer and die without food, water or veterinary care.
- Sick, injured and dying animals being kicked, pushed and dragged into transport trucks to be sold and slaughtered for human consumption.
- Workers throwing, beating, stomping on and kicking animals in the face and body.
- Baby goats being carelessly picked up by their necks and then kicked or tossed around.
- Workers grabbing, dragging and throwing animals by their heads, necks, ears, horns, tails, and legs.
- Birds stuffed into bags and goats, sheep and other animals overcrowded into small pens, forcing animals to stand on and even trample each other.
After reviewing the footage, Temple Grandin, Ph.D., an animal welfare advisor to the USDA, wrote: “The handling was very rough and kicking animals is not acceptable. If this auction had been a federally inspected meat packing plant, they would have suspended inspection and shut them down.”
MFA’s exposé has prompted a further investigation by law enforcement, and seven employees and the auction’s owner have been charged with a total of 21 counts of animal cruelty. The case is ongoing.
(Heads up — footage is graphic.)
[thanks, kat!]
BOOM.
fuck fine art. i’ll take a fine ass instead.
this shot is dedicated to Douglas Magritte Springer who made the weekend in town, and this shot possible by letting out his pad to me for 4 days.
and what a weekend it was.
Happy to be of assistance.
FOR BRANDY.
(Source: scienceandrollerskates, via realitea-check)
Here, until they take it down, a NSFW photo that is pure joy, as Amanda Palmer's Kickstarter goes over a Million dollars.
HAVE I MENTIONED
THAT WE ARE HAVING A PARTY
WE GAVE AMANDA FUCKING PALMER
FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS
AND SHE IS COMING OVER
AND HAVING A GODDAMN HOUSE PARTY
WITH US
WITH MY HOUSE PEOPLES
(and fifty of our closest friends, but shh)
AMANDA FUCKING PALMER
BECAUSE FUCK YOU
THAT’S WHY
It’s going to take me a long time to prepare for this. I am pretty good at repressing my heart, but I may just lock myself in the party bathroom and cry.
(Source: neil-gaiman)
—Ex̡c̡is̕io̢n f͢t́ l̵iqui͜d ́s̶tr̷a̛nge̡r̷ - G͟e̶t͝ t̸o the̸ p̴oi҉n̨t ̶(F̵/̷R/͞A/U/̢D͡ r͟emix́)+mor͞e
Th̶is͡ ̨is ҉a͝ ̀remi̢x̷ ̢of̴ an ex̛cisįon t͟rack̵ pl̀us͘ a destru͠ctiv͘e͏ s̢oun͢di̕nǵ ̡bri̴d́ge ̸s̶ect̵i̵on I ͜c̀reát̡ed̸ o͞n á rainy day.̨ No͝t 1̷00͘%͡ ҉a ͞rem̸ix,͞ ͏but ͏w̕a̷t̶c͡h me ͠g̀ive҉ ͡a ̶fuck͡. ͘
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Crimson Events 2009-2011 (by CrimsonEventsCalgary)
I am part of a group that runs Crimson Events in Calgary, AB. Here is a video of an assortment of clips from our events from 2009 to 2011.
I am the one crawling from the plastic sheets. The Grudge ftw.
(via dark-calgary)
Albert Camus, a great humanist and existentialist voice, pointed out that to commit to a just cause with no hope of success is absurd. But then he also noted that not committing to a just cause is equally absurd. But only one choice offers the possibility for dignity. And dignity matters.
—David Simon, Georgetown commencement address (via bearbearpdx)
(Source: maxistentialist, via bearbearpdx)
‘21 year old Tesnim Sayar was born and raised in Odense, with the Turkish Muslim descent. She defines herself as Muslim punk and grow rebellious punk clothing style and culture, but live according to his own religious beliefs. Tesnim says:’
“my message is also that you should not continue to believe that Muslim girls are just sitting at home is boring. . I’m tired of people’s generalizations and stereotypes about Muslim girls. Therefore, I am punk.”
check out original site http://mydisguises.com/2011/08/25/muslim-punk-fashion/
(via fauvette)
Northern Death Cult: A conversation //Inward reflections//
Smoke. (Ten packs and used matches)
Ten pounds lighter, a bit more fragile, a little less talkative. But street lights and passing cars still illuminate the downtown roads late at night. Just like the last bus stop, I am a heavy sigh of relief.
Awoke. ( Bed of nails and dim lights)
I am next…
