Jim the horse, or as I was fond of calling him: Jim-the-meanest-horse-in-all-of-Utah-or-maybe-even-the-world. He had trapped us in the corner of the barn, and despite all our hopes that he hadn’t noticed us, he was heading straight in our direction. My breathing intensified with each step the huge red horse took. Dried hay and leaves crunched under his hooves with a sound like cracking bones. Bekah stood beside me, her eyes open wide with fright, and Russell was moaning to himself on the other side of her.
Panicked horses are often prodded and beaten off the truck and into the kill-chute. An improper use of stunning equipment, designed to render the animal unconscious with a swift shot to the head, means that horses sometimes endure repeated blows, and remains conscious during their own slaughter, including throat slitting.” There have been myths about horse slaughter being a form of humane euthanasia. The fact is it’s a far cry from being “humane.” Euthanasia means a gentle, painless death provided in order to prevent suffering; Horses for slaughter are shipped for more than 24 hours at a time in crowded double-decker cattle trucks without food, water or rest. Pregnant mares, foals, injured horses, and even blind horses must endure
It climbs the cliff instinctively, attempting to dodge Grendel’s attacks, “he keeps on climbing, mindless, mechanical, because it is the business of goats to climb” (140). “I smile, threatened by an animal already dead, still climbing” (140). Grendel states that the reasoning of the goat is that it is its business to climb. His evil nature takes over when he is angered. He sings his praise of it, “The air is sweet with the scent of his blood” (140).
The horses are almost dead by the time they get there. The horses are forced off the trailer with shockers. They are put into an empty pen where they must wait for their death. The screams of horses being torn apart is heard throughout the facility. The killers try and use a “fast process” to cut down on costs.
Operation Jubilee, the raid, was supposed to take place 2 months earlier but was canceled due to unwanted weather conditions with that the soldiers were aloud to return to their barracks. Even though the name of the operation changed from Rutter it is still very possible that a German soldier or spy could have learned about this potential raid and that would take
He did not want to go so he made up an excuse not to get it removed. “I don’t feel very well…”(59) he said. From that moment on, he was starting to take the camp much more serious, because he was scared. When they first arrived he went with his dad instead of his mom. And by the end of the first night he had
Maybe they should have asked him to trim his facial hair instead of shaving it, and they could have compromised between the two. The man seemed very cut out for the job and the employer knows that and still processed to ask him to shave is facial hair, if he wanted the job. I also feel that right when they saw the man applying for the job they probably did not look past his facial hair and did not really get to know the person behind the beard. The school also could get a lawsuit against them, and the consequences to that would be much more substantial, then what the school kid’s family’s thought of him and his facial hair. The man could go to the court system and fight for his position on his behalf of discriminating against him for the way he looks.
We'd found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on top, but never quite burst through. Rain, guttering down in waterfalls of slime Kept slush waist high, that rising hour by hour, Choked up the steps too thick with clay to climb. What murk of air remained stank old, and sour With fumes of whizz-bangs, and the smell of men Who'd lived there years, and left their curse in the den, If not their corpses. . .
The reason why they wanted to remove it was because it supposedly interfered with the public space, and thought it attracted graffiti, and terrorists. In March 15th 1989 they removed his sculpture and scrapped the metal. Both artists didn't have much of a say so in their wishes. They had to just deal with the courts ultimate decision and continue without their
As I recalled my journey to Herot, my mother told me that the reason these humans showed hostility towards me is because humans and monsters were not meant to be friends. I did not want to believe that. I believe that humans and monsters can be friends, if given the opportunity. I decided to give it another chance tomorrow. So I headed to my quarters to rest and think of how to befriend these humans.