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Horse Slaughter. Is It Really Worth It?

  • Date Submitted: 01/28/2010 09:19 AM
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Horse slaughter has been going on for a long time now and humans have increased their horsemeat consumption because of the mad cow disease. Mad cow disease is issued from the fattening foods farmers give to their cattle. In the food are sheep’s’ bones grinded into tiny, tiny bits. Ignorant till the outburst, makers didn’t know that in sheep bones there is the virus of the dreaded disease. The disease doesn’t affect sheep as it is only in their bones but when the cows eat it, it gets into their systems and is passed on through their meat to humans.


Many people are going off cow meat and onto horsemeat. Countless numbers of them are oblivious to the fact that horsemeat is just as dangerous as meat from a cow contaminated by mad cow disease. The antibiotics, wormers, parasites in the horses, the conditions the horses are in when slaughtered, etc… these all affect the meat humans eat.


I agree, humans need the protein from meat but we do eat enough animals, pigs, sheep, cows, chickens, turkeys, deer, fish. Should we really add a compassionate friend? Horses have served us many years without complaint. Should we just end their kind-hearted services by a knife?


Horses are slaughtered in the most inhumane way possible. It doesn’t start at the slaughterhouses, it starts long before that. Most of the horses are stolen or bought from measly horse sales jam packed with killer buyers. Horses swap hands and end up in a waiting pen for the trailer to take them away. No water or food, a tiny space where they can’t turn around. Many horses are lame, sick or in horrendous condition, of all sizes and ages, from the noblest old horse to the youngest newborn.


It’s a long drive from this place to the slaughterhouse. A last the trailer comes. Sometimes it is already full, other times it is empty. The horses are loaded into it; the door slammed shut and off it goes. There is no space, no food or drink and hardly any light. The next stop could be twenty-four...

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