This is a cage-free egg farm. This supplier would be allowed to also call this farm “humanely raised” and depending on the feed, call it organic. Does it look humane to you? Does it look like they have any more space than a battery cage? They’re still debeaked. Still de-toed. The males are still ground up alive! And they’re still slaughtered. So what could possibly make this “humane”? That’s right, nothing.
Okay, this is depressing. I buy cage-free eggs, because I have (foolish) visions of chickens roaming around happily. But apparently, a cage-free egg farm can look like this inferno. Spreading awareness.
zingara84 asked: Thank you, that's really kind of you to tell me! When I write for my friends, I write much more uncensored, and occasionally something tells me, "SOMEBODY ELSE OUT THERE NEEDS TO READ THIS! PUT IT ON TUMBLR." Which makes me feel weird, but I frequently heed that. And I'm glad when it connects. I truly do wish you the very best of "luck." So happy to hear you have found a greater sense of peace with your decision. Sending lots of love. :)
It’s funny because I know exactly what you mean when it comes to having the feeling you need to do or share something. I also came across another of your posts about telling someone how you feel because it’s the highest compliment you can give them, regardless of how they feel in return. That was a few weeks ago. Methinks the universe is pushing me to make this decision for a reason.
Again, thank you. Lots of love. :) xx
I’m seriously on the edge of tears here. I know you wrote this for your friend, but it still hit home, far more than I was expecting. Thank you. You’ve helped me to make a decision I’ve been needing to make for awhile now. :)
One of my favorite quotes, since I was 16, was that one by Mark Twain about “twenty years from now” regretting the things you never did. I always found decisions hard to make when I was younger, but I was capable of mental exercises designed to hone me in to my future regrets. And how…
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I have two moods
One is highly sophisticated intellectual who goes into complex thoughts and is always moody and deep
the other is an immature 5 year old that doesn’t know how to control herself or her language or her actions
there is no inbetween
- My friend: Homosexual people are disgusting. They should understand that love can exist only between a man and a woman.
- Me: Do you love your boyfriend?
- My friend: Of course! I love him so much. You can't even imagine. I've never been so in love in my life. I want to marry him.
- Me: Imagine now that your boyfriend's penis disappears and suddenly he has a vagina. Nothing else changes in him, he's still the same person you know. What is your reaction?
- My friend: That would be horrible. I don't want to even think about it. I couldn't imagine being with him.
- Me: That means you don't love him. You love only his dick. That's sad.
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bullying destroyed my self-esteem hahaha
i understand how you feel and i want you to know something
i hope you feel better~
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"No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying — because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one — who belonged to everyone, who had nothing — who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about — and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me."
