What Happens To Udders
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This note was sent to me by a great friend and fellow in his shared efforts to raise the conscience of man as to what our ignorant lifestyle and food choices have come to support.
He draws upon the deft pen of a wonderfully compassionate author, Gail Eisnitz, in her writing: "Slaughterhouse".
If we as Latter Day Saints are to become a Millennial People, as we have been asked, then can we continue to contribute to the blood and horror passions and actions into which our mindless traditions and appetites have fallen? Can we be found worthy of the Millennial blessings we desperately need and desire while we continue to support the discompassionate evil that our violence and blood letting diets have created?
So I add my query and answer which you should also ask and answer herein:
What has happened to our compassion?
If we have lost it or have none -- then does not "What Happens to the Udders?" -- ultimately happen to us?    tlr 31Dec2002

I woke up in the middle of the night after dreaming 
about cows dangling from chains tied around their hind 
legs. The animals moved slowly down the line, twitching 
as the life ebbed out of their bodies, blood spurting 
from gashes in their necks delivered moments earlier 
by a man wearing a bloodstained smock.

Occasionally, there would be an animal, still alive, 
mooing loudly and shaking spasmodically, seeking a way 
to escape. In my dream, one animal made eye contact with 
me, her eyes bulging, wild with pain and fear.

Once awake, I envisioned their enormous udders, some still 
filled with milk. White creamy discharges mix with dark red 
blood and feces, dripping from lifeless carcasses to the 
concrete floor. I imagine the smell of the slaughterhouse. 
A thought comes into my mind. What happens to the flesh on 
their faces, cheeks, lips, and eye sockets? What happens 
to the anus? What happens to the udder? Do you really 
"deserve a break today" or desire to "have it your way?"

Author Gail Eisnitz writes in her best-selling book 

"These hogs get up to the scalding tank, hit the water, 
and just start screaming and kicking. I'm not sure whether 
the hogs burn to death before drowning. The water is 140 
degrees. I do not believe the hogs go into shock, because 
it takes them a couple of minutes to stop thrashing. I 
think they die slowly from drowning."

After a few well-placed phone calls, I connected with 
Gail at her Montana home.

"What happens to the udders?" I asked.

Gail related to me a dairy cow's last moments. I had 
also read the gruesome details in her book.

"When a conscious cow arrives at the first hind-legger, 
usually the legger tries to make a cut to start skinning 
out the leg. Unfortunately, it is very difficult and 
dangerous to do that when an animal is kicking violently. 
So the legger will cut off the bottom part of the animal's 
leg he's working on with a pair of clippers."

Her book does a remarkable job of exposing the cruelty 
applied to ten billion farm animals each year. Each one 
dies a painful death. Killers become so used to the act 
of killing that these animals are treated with great 
disdain. Sometimes they are brutally tortured before and 
during death.

Would we eat their bodies if we could witness their 
suffering? I have tried unsuccessfully to read excerpts of 
"Slaughterhouse" to my children. This book reads a little 
differently than "Green Eggs and Ham" by Dr. Seuss. 
Americans may not want to read this book. Deaf, dumb, 
mute, and blind.

Gail's agenda involves much more than compassion to 
animals. She exposes unsanitary slaughterhouse conditions 
and practices. By eating such renderings, meat-eaters 
show little compassion to their own bodies.

Eisnitz writes:

"Federal records show that major meat packers smoked 
rancid meat to cover foul odor, or marinated it to 
disguise slime and smell...Chickens and hams were soaked 
in chlorine baths to remove slime and odor, and red dye 
was added to beef to make it appear fresh. Plant managers 
repeatedly fought to allow 'some contamination' such as 
feces, grease, hydraulic oil, maggots, metal, floor 
residue and rancid meat..."


Gail paraphrased the well-publicized dairy industry 
campaign with her own question.

"Got pet food?"

"You mean, those little cans of dog and cat food 
contain minced udders?" I asked?

Occasionally, I find myself situated behind little old 
ladies at supermarket checkout counters. They often spend 
more money on tiny tins of cat food then they do on their 
own groceries. The cans read, "100% beef." If only they 
knew this dairy industry secret.


Eisnitz begins Chapter Thirteen with a quote from 
David Carney, a USDA meat inspector.

"We used to trim the shit off the meat.
Then we washed the shit off the meat.
Now the consumer eats the shit off the meat."

If you eat chicken, you might want to skip the next 
paragraph. If you buy and prepare chicken for your 
family, you cannot afford not to read what follows.

Gail writes:

"Today, thanks to automation in the industry, 
individual poultry plants... can kill and process 
as many as 340,000 birds per day.

Since it's easier to bleed a bird that isn't flapping 
and struggling, most live birds have their heads dragged 
through an electrically charged water bath to paralyze 
-not stun- them. Other industrialized nations require 
that chickens be rendered unconscious or killed prior to 
bleeding and scalding so they won't have to go through 
the process conscious. Here in the United States, however, 
poultry plants... keep the stunning current down to about 
one-tenth of that needed to render a chicken unconscious.

A conveyor then carries the shocked and paralyzed birds 
to a high-speed circular blade meant to slit their throats 
but which occasionally misses birds as they rush past at
the rate of thousands per hour.

After their heads and feet are removed and they've been
washed (and feathered), the chickens are re-hung on an 
evisceration line. There, machines automatically cut 
them open and pull their guts out.

In the scald tank, fecal contamination on skin and 
feathers gets inhaled by live birds, and hot water opens 
bird's pores allowing pathogens to seep in. The pounding 
action of the de-feathering machines creates an aerosol 
of feces-contaminated water which is then beaten into the 
birds. Contamination also occurs when the birds have their 
intestines removed by automatic eviscerating machines. 
These high-speed machines commonly rip open intestines, 
spilling feces into the bird's body cavities.

Rinsing a chicken 40 times does not remove all of the bacteria.

Water in chill tanks has been aptly named 'fecal soup' for 
all the filth and bacteria floating around. By immersing 
clean, healthy birds in the same tank with dirty ones, you're 
practically assuring cross-contamination. Chickens that bathe 
together get contaminated together."

Gail finishes the chapter by quoting Gerald Kuester of USDA:

"There are about 50 points during processing where 
cross-contamination can occur. At the end of the line, 
the birds are no cleaner than if they had been dipped 
in a toilet."


What drips down a cow's leg while it's being milked? Feces, 
mucous, blood, bacteria. A filter is used to remove those 
impurities before the milk enters the bulk holding tank. 
Drink that milk and devour the glorious essence of bovine 


Eat their flesh and you consume those diseased animals that 
no longer produce enough milk to guarantee a profit to the 
dairyman. When cows are diseased, with cancer or leukemia,
paratuberculosis or other sicknesses, that's when they are 
sent to their final fate. Your dinner plate. 

Robert Cohen
Executive Director
Dairy Education Board

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