Once, I gave a talk at an event about chickens that caused some members in the audience to cry as I was speaking, and the moderator said, “Well, we certainly don’t want to make anyone cry.” Yes, we do. People should feel the sadness and experience sensations commensurate with the helpless terror of a poor little bird.
“Regret for things we did is tempered by time. But regret for things we did not do is inconsolable.” – Allan McDonald, an engineer who spoke out against the Space Shuttle Challenger before it blew up in 1986
It was maybe twenty years ago in an airport where a woman in a brazen fur
jacket sat chatting with the man next to her and I sat across from them
watching and waiting to intervene. In the end, I didn’t. Instead of saying
something about that fur, I shrank back until it was too late as they moved
on and my anxiety about speaking turned to guilt and self-recrimination –
feelings about the lost opportunity, including the “relief” I felt when it
was “too late,” that I carry to this day.
In another airport at another time, I spoke to a couple sitting across from
me in the gate area laughing and talking while dipping chicken nuggets in a
cup of sauce. Actually, it was they who started the conversation prompted by
the button I was wearing with a little yellow chick and the words “Stick Up
For Chickens!”
“What does that mean?” they asked, and I said, “It means please be kind to
chickens and don’t eat them.” Having copies of our Chickens brochure with
me, I dug in my bag and handed them one and we talked a little more about
chickens and parted amiably.
Through the years I’ve had many conversations with strangers in airports and
other places where my “Stick Up For Chickens” button or my Turkey button,
“Don’t Gobble Me,” sparked a question. Once while waiting to board a plane,
a man asked what my “Stick Up For Chickens” button meant, and I told him
about our chicken sanctuary and he went from seeming kind of sour to an
animated account of a rooster he had once loved who followed him everywhere
and how much he missed that rooster.
Many times through the years I’ve handed a brochure and spoken to a stranger
unsolicited, and rarely has the response been hostile. The most common
experience I’ve had is surprise at how willing people are to engage when I
say to them, brochure in hand, “Would you like to learn more about chickens
and turkeys?” “Uh, okay, sure.”
So when one of our members, Barbara Moffit in Oklahoma, sent me a two-sided
card she’d handmade and printed, featuring chickens “Dying for Dinner,” I
was like, “Wow, this is great!” We quickly had these cards designed,
printed, and ready for sale and distribution.
I carry a small packet of “Dying for Dinner” cards wherever I go, placing
them here and there on store shelves and handing them directly to cashiers,
receptionists, checkout people, wherever I happen to be. The image of the
chickens on the front of the card and the words on the other side have a
perceptible effect on the person receiving it. I watch them and say, “Please
don’t eat chickens. They suffer so much.”
The checkout person I handed a card to recently at our local supermarket
said how sad it made her feel. We talked a little longer and I told her
about all the chicken-free and other delicious vegan products the store now
carries – a variety of Gardein, Morningstar Farms, Tofurky, Follow Your
Heart, Lightlife, Boca burgers, "chik’n" nuggets, patties, and more – and
she asked me to show her where in the store these products were located,
which, of course, I eagerly did.
Next time I was at checkout, she came over and asked me to give a “Dying for
Dinner” card to her fellow employee, saying again how sad she felt for the
chickens and how she did not want to eat them anymore.
I think reading about how the chickens try to hide their heads and their
poor little faces under the wing of the chicken next to them on the
slaughter line, and how afraid they are, stirs a feeling in people who
probably never considered the fear that the birds are feeling.
Once, I gave a talk at an event about chickens that caused some members in
the audience to cry as I was speaking, and the moderator said, “Well, we
certainly don’t want to make anyone cry.”
Yes, we do. People should feel the sadness and experience sensations
commensurate with the helpless terror of a poor little bird. Sadness, like
guilt, lingers, and contrary to what is sometimes said, guilt about not
speaking up when a chance arises, can motivate us to take advantage of the
next opportunity to break through the sound of silence. Speaking up benefits
us psychologically, replacing guilt with gratitude, and our compassionate
disruption penetrates the consciousness of the person or persons we
approach. So let us not be afraid. There is much we can do in a little bit
of time.
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