Kathleen Stachowski Other Nations
“So delighted to find you folks upon googling,” the message begins. It arrived at my webmail box at the beginning of July, written by a woman from rural Anytown, Everystate, USA. The impetus for her message was an upcoming pig wrestling event at a local fair–complete with human spectators who would be, in her words, “guffawing and smiling all the while–unbearable!” Her concern was a lovely and oft-needed reminder that compassion–like speciesism–lives everywhere.
The Other Nations pig wrestling page she fortuitously found was born out of our own local need two years ago, and stumbling upon it might have felt like a minor stroke of good luck, perhaps providing validation and support when most needed. She pondered how best to protest in an agricultural region so thoroughly invested in animal exploitation that manhandling frightened animals passes for fun. She continued:
Last year premiered a disastrous rodeo event which startled children who watched an injured calf pulled off the field and thrown into the back of a truck. That animal’s martyrdom seemed to reach some parents who objected to the event…
However can I begin to reach folks who consider these events sacred…? I am feeling quite helpless..but very thoroughly outraged. Thank goodness for you people! Please advise…
First, I ‘fessed up that there are no “you people” at Other Nations, just a staff of one plying the deep, rough, and unhappy waters of speciesism like so many others. I reiterated the advice on the webpage–contact event sponsors if it makes sense to do so, raise awareness with social media, letters to the editor, and guest columns–and be prepared for the inevitable criticism and ridicule. As for the ones who “consider these events sacred”? Forget about them, I suggested, for
…they will eventually be left behind by our evolving humanity as we pursue and gain increasing justice for animals. Reach the ones you can–the fence-sitters, the ones who are compassionate but unaware, the ones who need someone else to speak up first…those are the ones we need, and if you’re willing, you’re the one to speak to them!
Turns out she didn’t really need me or this advice–she later revealed that three years ago she had helped lead a campaign against the extermination of 250 Canada geese whose presence became inconvenient to some homeowners in a lakeside community. (Geese–on a lakeshore? Outrageous!) The plan to “euthanize” (read: kill) the birds was scrapped when protests erupted and a Squawk Back! Facebook page garnered attention and support for the cause. You go, girl!
But you know how it is. You’re up to your neck in factory farming, predator persecution, shark finning, horse slaughter, puppy mills, captive marine mammals, zoo-circus-rodeo abuse, coyote killing contests, goose and urban deer slaughter, fur farms and trapping and trophy hunting…and along comes something as stupid and mean as pig wrestling, touted as “great family fun!” And if you don’t take it on, who will?
Or maybe it’s mutton bustin’ (video), where small kids hang on the backs of frightened, docile prey animals, learning how to cowboy up for their awesome future wrenching the necks of steers (video) and clotheslining calves (video) in the rodeo arena. What’s the lesson in these “contests”? That “conquering” animals makes you a winner? That empathy and compassion are for sissies? That causing animals emotional and physical distress is inconsequential?
In the grand scheme, pig wrestling and mutton bustin’ pale in comparison to the brutality of rodeo and the mind-blowing excesses of factory farming. But animal exploitation dressed up as innocent, family fun and sponsored by respected community partners is no less exploitation, and it behooves us to call it out as such. So when someone takes on pig wrestling, I’m cheering them on, because small injustices enable larger ones. She refused to remain silent and channeled her outrage into a letter to the editor that appeared in three papers. It read, in part:
Even though…conveniently provided hand sanitizer dispensers will prevent swine flu after the pursuit of one traumatized pig after the other… We wonder what the animals could catch from us wrestlers. Nightmares? Torso damage? Broken limbs? Aborted piglets? Yep, we opt out — in every way. Doesn’t sound fun at all. Sounds abusive and cruel.
Of course, the show went on, but her words broke the silence that grants exploiters tacit approval for their mistreatment of animals. And just as she might have felt validation and support upon finding the Other Nations pig wrestling page, she in turn provided the same validation and support for other compassionate people who read her letter. Perhaps some of them will be emboldened to add their voices to hers next time around.
So, to Susie and to all of you who speak out, put your name on the line, and break the silence–even when you’re likely to be the only one taking a stand–I repeat the words of appreciation I found in her message: “Thank goodness for you people!”
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