Greetings HNN readers! If you want to see what I mean about “the public’s lack of interest in the quality of life of the animals it consumes” click here. And if you have no idea what I’m talking about, start here.
Update: Yet more turkey:
But with the arrival of factory turkey farming in the 1960’s, all that changed. Factory-farm turkeys don’t even see the outdoors. Instead, as many as 10,000 turkeys that hatched at the same time are herded from brooders into a giant barn. These barns generally are windowless, but are illuminated by bright lights 24 hours a day, keeping the turkeys awake and eating.
These turkey are destined to spend their lives not on grass but on wood shavings, laid down to absorb the overwhelming amount of waste that the flock produces. Still, the ammonia fumes rising from the floor are enough to burn the eyes, even at those operations where the top level of the shavings is occasionally scraped away during the flock’s time in the barn.
Not only do these turkeys have no room to move around in the barn, they don’t have any way to indulge their instinct to roost (clutching onto something with their claws when they sleep). Instead, the turkeys are forced to rest in an unnatural position — analogous to what sleeping sitting up is for humans.
Like Kos says, I’m glad I’m a vegetarian because I don’t want all those tortured birds on my conscience.
Update #2: I borrowed the picture from Andrew Sullivan.