Inside an Open
Rescue: Putting a Human Face on Animal Liberation
By Mark Hawthorne
Homecoming for rescued
Photo by Mark Hawthorne
Photo by Mark Hawthorne
The scope of the farm is staggering. Fifty-six poultry
sheds, each covering an area about the size of a football field, are
a swath of California’s Central Valley. It is well into the first
day of spring. Leaden clouds shroud the brilliance of a half moon,
and a recent downpour has abated to sporadic raindrops. While the town
sleeps, I follow animal activist Christine Morrissey across a muddy
field toward one of the sheds. Even cloaked in darkness, it is clear
the chicken ranch has a variety of disquieting industrial features.
I can sense the drone of electric power, the mechanized efficiency,
the anomalous warmth, and the decay. It’s like a protean, Fritz
Lang nightmare brought to you by Farmer John.
Christine, director of East Bay Animal Advocates (EBAA), opens the unlocked door
of a shed and steps through. I follow, and the overwhelming force of ammonia
assaults my eyes, nose, and lungs. This is the odor of decomposing avian feces,
and it is poisonous. Blinking hard in the low light, I see them: white “broiler” chickens,
30,000 of them—about what 15 people, on average, would consume in a lifetime.
Assuming all the sheds are this crowded, there are nearly 1.7 million chickens
on this ranch tonight. The birds are large and surprisingly vocal, squawking
and clearing a path for us. Small, dim light bulbs dangle from the ceiling, but
I am unable to discern the far end of the building. The air inside is so thick
with particulate matter that most of the images I photograph with my digital
camera end up obscured by magnified white spots—dust, bacteria, and mold
spores that reflect the camera flash like toxic mirrors.
Christine notices a chicken lying dead near the corner and crouches to document
this bird on film. She takes several pictures of chickens and the shed’s
interior and then adroitly places a live bird into her canvas bag. I search for
chickens who look sick or injured and immediately spot one who seems to be limping.
While other birds move away in mild panic, this one lowers herself onto the feces-covered
floor. She protests as I place my hands on either side of her and gently keep
her soft but powerful wings from flapping; I cradle her with my right arm and
slip her into my bag. “You’re going to be okay now,” I say.
Christine has already added a second chicken to her bag, and I notice one pressed
against the wall behind a number of other birds. He resists only slightly as
I pick him up, and Christine helps me put him into the bag. We had hoped to save
six or more birds, but they are nearly full-grown, and our bags will only hold
Outside again, I savor the fresh air, inhaling deeply, and survey the area. I
can see no one, yet I hesitate for an instant, my limbs heavy with regret for
all the birds we’re leaving behind. God, there are so many chickens behind
this door. Christine knows this is not the time for delay. She moves past me
into the night, embracing her bag, and I file in behind her. The chickens I’m
holding feel unexpectedly warm and bulky, and I keep them close to my body as
we quickly hike across the field. Christine negotiates the uneven, yielding terrain
with practiced confidence. She’s like a quarterback in the final yards
of a touchdown, and I do my best to keep up. “You’re almost home,” I
murmur to the birds in my arms. “You’re free.”
EBAA has a growing reputation among animal protectionists as one of only a handful
of organizations in the U.S. currently engaged in open rescues. This is animal
abolition at its most fundamental—a group of committed activists saving
the lives of unattended and neglected animals who are left sick and dying in
factory farms. From its base in Oakland, on the eastern side of San Francisco
Bay, EBAA focuses on education, legislation, and rescue work for animals. Christine
and her team also use video and still cameras to document the conditions they
see, publicizing the images online and sending them to the media.
The group goes to great pains to prepare for investigations, while I had only
imagined what it might be like. To prime myself, I viewed images of farmed birds,
both alive and dead, on www.free-range-turkey.com, one of the sites EBAA maintains.
I tried to acclimate my sensitive nature to the sight of animals left to suffer
without veterinary care or dead from industrialized abuse. The images on the
site are appalling: debeaked chicks, sick and injured birds, and lifeless turkeys
discarded in trash bins like so much garbage. Each entered the world looking
for his or her mother and was greeted with cruelty. This was my rehearsal, keeping
my outrage and grief stitched up. The last thing I wanted was to be too upset
to record the events or, worse yet, compromise the rescue. Emotions could come
Predictably, agribusiness defends any evidence activists collect. When Christine
met with reporters after rescuing several turkeys in 2003, she described birds “surrounded
by other, dead turkeys. They were living and standing on accumulated fecal waste.” And
she had the photographs to back up her remarks. California Poultry Federation
president Bill Mattos strenuously objected to her comments. “If they found
those turkeys in California, then they’re lying to you,” he told
the media. “If they found turkeys living like that, I’d like them
to take me out and show me where they are.” Mattos claimed the California
poultry industry is careful to raise its turkeys humanely in a clean environment. “They
are probably living in better conditions than most humans,” he said. Either
Mattos was being brazenly disingenuous, or he has never visited a poultry farm
in his state. Christine characterizes Mattos’ comments as “truly
insulting to both humans and nonhumans.”
Inspiration from Down Under
While the practice of entering a factory farm or vivisection lab to liberate
animals is nothing new, the activists practicing such rescues have traditionally
kept their identities hidden. Australian activist Patty Mark was the first to
literally put a human face on animal rescues. In the 1980s, her Melbourne-based
organization, Animal Liberation Victoria, pioneered the notion that activists
do nothing to conceal their identities and even welcome prosecution. Going to
court—or to jail—helps focus attention on an issue that agribusiness
makes every effort to keep from public view.
This philosophy of applying Gandhian tactics to animal welfare was initially
met with skepticism when Mark addressed a group of activists in the U.S. six
years ago. Mark was a featured speaker at United Poultry Concerns’ Forum
on Direct Action, where she showed a powerful video of her team in a highly compassionate
and organized rescue of some battery-caged hens. Attendees then saw a video made
by a controversial, underground group known for covert rescues and violence.
This second group appeared to demonstrate less compassion for the animals they
were liberating, and attendees agreed that Mark’s open rescue model of
activism was the one that would most resonate with the general public. Activists
in other countries, like Austria, Germany, and Sweden, are also heeding the call.
Christine is now one of the model’s most active proponents, having rescued
53 animals in just two years. “I’d always had a major regard for
animals,” she says, tracing her path to activism. Her first job was at
a McDonald’s restaurant at the age of 14. “I tried to go vegetarian
then, but it didn’t stick.” Eight months later, while watching HBO
one night, Christine happened to see the gruesome 1996 film To Love or Kill:
Man Vs. Animal. This award-winning documentary graphically depicts animals around
the world being killed in the most horrific ways. “I was completely shocked,” she
says. “I didn’t know what to do with myself; I was on the verge of
having a breakdown just watching the jarring footage. Two days later, I had my
last meat-based meal.” By the time she had enrolled at the University of
California, Berkeley, she was a bone fide activist, protesting against vivisection
on campus. After graduating with a degree in political science, she volunteered
at animal shelters and then, in May 2003, organized a protest against a local
circus. The demonstration, well-attended by the media, encouraged her work for
animals, and she formed EBAA with five of the other protesters.
“About five months later,” she says, “I met somebody who was
doing undercover investigations and looking for someone to work with. I thought
investigative work would be a really good match for me, because I love photojournalism.” Combining
advocacy with photographs, she thought, would be an effective tool for educating
people about farmed animals. “I love using a camera to tell a story. I
went out on my first rescue in October of 2003—a brooding turkey facility
where birds are raised until six weeks of age. This is a stage where the turkey
mortality rate is quite high. It was really an eye-opener. Many of the birds
suffer from splay leg disorder [a common limb deformity caused by nutritional
deficiencies, trauma, or poor nesting surfaces], and quite a few had eye problems
from the ammonia exposure.”
Agribusiness v. Activism
Going public, of course, increases the activist’s chances of ending up
in court, in which case they use what lawyers in the U.S. call the “necessity
defense.” This defense argues that conduct that would otherwise constitute
an offense is justified if a reasonable person was compelled to engage in the
proscribed act. In the case of an open rescue, lawyers could argue that any crime
committed (such as trespassing) was justified by the need to prevent a greater
evil (animals suffering or dying from neglect). Activists would also use the
trial as an opportunity to get videotaped evidence of routine cruelty to animals
into the public record.
Not surprisingly, however, agribusiness has been reluctant to press charges in
these cases, which generate negative publicity and focus unwanted attention on
what’s going on behind closed doors. Sarahjane Blum and Ryan Shapiro of
GourmetCruelty.com discovered this last year. Both were arrested for their involvement
in openly rescuing ducks from Hudson Valley Foie Gras in New York, but charges
of felony burglary were eventually dropped. “I think that the resolution
of the case demonstrates that Hudson Valley Foie Gras is scared of continued
exposure of its routine animal cruelty,” says Blum.
The stakes got higher for California activists in January 2004, when the state
toughened its farm trespass laws, ostensibly in the name of homeland security.
Anti-terrorism has become a major issue in the wake of the September 11th attacks,
and it’s also being used as a pretext to target the animal rights movement.
Legislators said California’s new law, which increased fines and potential
jail time, was to prevent terrorists from attacking food production facilities
and introducing a disease, chemical, poison, or other hazardous material into
the food supply.
But some animal welfare groups, such as the Humane Society of the United States,
countered that California’s new law is part of a state-by-state effort
to suppress activists who are critical of corporate animal operations. “There’s
growing concern about terrorism, and people can hit that hot button to justify
severe laws to punish those who may be viewed as a threat to certain industries,” said
Wayne Pacelle, CEO of HSUS, when the law was passed. “The industry is attempting
to overreach, to inoculate itself from public scrutiny.”
The connection between government and agribusiness has only gotten stronger in
the last 30 years as the federal government has encouraged the trend toward large-scale
corporate farming and animal agriculture has developed into a major economic
constituent. The government even grants agribusiness remarkable financial incentives,
subsidizing grazing land, for example, which allows ranchers to graze their cattle
at one-tenth the market price (costing taxpayers at least $128 million a year),
and sanctions the removal and slaughter of other animals, such as wild horses,
deemed to be competing with cattle for forage on this land. As the power of agribusiness
grows, Congress continues to pass federal programs that benefit factory farms,
while state and local statutes, like California’s recent trespass legislation,
are enacted to protect factory farms.
Not all lawmakers, however, yield to agribusiness, and several officials in California
see through the state’s farm trespass law. “This was really just
an attempt to continue to hide from public view the deliberate cruelty to living
things that goes on in industrial agriculture,” argued Assemblywoman Loni
Hancock (D-Berkeley), one of five legislators to oppose the bill. Hancock, who
has been working to require more humane farming practices (including a ban on
veal crates and gestation crates), said she doubts a $100 fine is going to deter
terrorists. “To try to insinuate that this had anything to do with homeland
security is just silly.”
Christine says the new law is not going to influence EBAA’s efforts to
document abuse on factory farms and give aid to animals in need. She has faith
in the exigent circumstances under which open rescues are conducted. So far,
Christine and her team have yet to be charged with any crimes associated with
Activists involved in rescuing animals from industrial production, either openly
or covertly, must also cope with the range of emotions this work engenders. They
struggle with the anguish, the frustration, and the sheer abhorrence of both
the corporate hegemony and the consumer behavior that keeps animals exploited.
And then there’s the troubling memory of all the defenseless animals they
had to leave behind. Even through a haze of pollutants, the thousands of birds
we could not rescue is a clear vision that haunts me. They are all dead now,
their blurry portraits on my computer screen reminding me of the misery nine
billion chickens endure every year in this country.
Still, it’s hard to not be euphoric seeing rescued animals enjoy their
first taste of freedom. Only hours after liberating the four chickens, Christine
transports our new friends to the haven that will be their home. She reminds
me that in addition to being the first day of spring, today is the Great American
Meatout. What an auspicious day for new beginnings. Under a cloudy sky—the
first time they’ve seen such a sight—the chickens huddle together.
We bring them indoors temporarily, where they mingle with eight hens rescued
the week before from an egg farm. Here they enjoy fresh water and their first
Safe from the toxic fumes, overcrowding, dimly lit sheds, stress, and a grisly
death, the rescued chickens have begun new lives free, as never before, to indulge
their natural behaviors. Christine refers to these birds as ambassadors of their
species, the lucky ones whose remaining lives will represent the billions of
others still imprisoned.
They still face challenges, though. Their bodies are encrusted with feces, and
they have lost many of their feathers. While proper care and a clean environment
should take care of these conditions, the worst may be yet to come. Modern farming
methods have increased the chicken’s growth to unconscionable levels, resulting
in physical abnormalities. In the 1950s, it took 84 days to raise a five-pound
chicken. Today—with agribusiness using selective breeding, special feed,
and growth-promoting drugs—it takes just 45 days. Thus, most of the chicken’s
body grows rapidly, but the skeletal structure lags behind and cannot support
the immense weight gain. Consequently, most broiler chickens have crippling leg
disorders. They also commonly suffer lung problems and congestive heart failure.
Sadly, should a chicken happen to live beyond seven weeks (when most are slaughtered),
he or she will likely endure chronic health issues. Indeed, three of the birds
we rescued exhibit the early stages of bumblefoot, a potentially fatal foot infection
caused in part by being overweight.
But at least they know what it means to breathe fresh air. To enjoy the company
of flock mates and feel the sunshine. To live for themselves and not for their
flesh. Others may be joining them soon—East Bay Animal Advocates is already
planning its next rescue.
Mark Hawthorne is a contributing writer at Satya. For more information on EBAA,
go to www.eastbayanimaladvocates.org.
For a poignant account of one of these
feathered ambassadors in Christine’s own words, visit www.turkeystory.com.
To learn more about open rescues, read “Opening Doors and Eyes to Animal
Suffering, ” The Abolitionist Interview with Patty Mark at www.satyamag.com/mar04/mark.html.