Thursday, April 28, 2011
Take Our Daughters and Sons to Work Day. The morning started out great because I had an eye exam, work to do, and some errands to run. As I was nearing my house - approaching the final turn to our neighborhood - I was almost in a very bad car accident. The kind where your ears are ringing with blood and your heart actually stops before it starts beating again.... A truck loaded with pigs came so close to hitting me that I could not put my hand in the space between our vehicles. Needless to say, it was very scary. And very ironic - I'm a vegan. As I stood looking at the car, the pigs were literally screaming, ramming up against the side of the truck out of fear, stress, etc., and trying to shove their way out of 6 inch breathing holes. They were piled in so close that there was no room for them to move around, and I have to imagine that many suffered injuries from (1) the enormous weight of other pigs climbing on them and (2) the jarring caused by the sudden stop of the truck as it crossed the center line and nearly killed me - it must have smacked them against the metal sides of the truck breaking who knows what. If I didn't already eschew pig, I would after seeing them in that truck. It made me feel sick. Another driver said she felt sick for the pigs... since I was okay (I thought that was an interesting way to put it, but her heart was in the right place). Boy oh boy - that was a close one for me; sadly for the many pigs on that truck I think it's safe to say that their luck (not that they really had any to begin with) had already run out. I'm really glad that I was not added to the numerous deaths at the hands of the pig factory today! I can just see the headline: Vegan Mom Killed By Bacon-mobile.