Today the largest undercover dairy investigation in history is being released with video evidence documenting systemic and illegal abuse at Fair Oaks Farm in Fair Oaks, Indiana.
Fair Oaks Farms is one of the largest dairies in the U.S. and produces dairy products for the Fairlife milk brand - which is produced, marketed and distributed by the Coca-Cola Corporation.
Undercover investigators for Animal Recovery Mission (ARM) have confirmed that male calves from Fair Oaks Farms are in fact transported to veal farms (Midwest Veal and Calf Start), despite the corporation's claims that it does not send its male calves to veal farms.
The following abuses were witnessed on virtually a daily basis:
Employees were observed slapping, kicking, punching, pushing, throwing and slamming calves; calves were stabbed and beaten with steel rebars, hit in the mouth and face with hard plastic milking bottles, kneed in the spine, burned in the face with hot branding irons, subjected to extreme temperatures, provided with improper nutrition, and denied medical attention. This resulted in extreme pain and suffering by the calves, and in some cases permanent injury and even death.
In addition, the ARM investigator captured footage of drug use and illegal marijuana cultivation by Fair Oaks employees and supervisors.
Animal Recovery Mission calls on the Coca-Cola Corporation, which claims to have a progressive stance on animal welfare, to end their relationship with Fairlife Corporation and cut their ties with the veal industry.
High_lm_hi on June 6th, 2019 at 01:57 UTC »
So I live in Indiana. A few years back i was in between jobs and saw that a pig farm was hiring literally within two miles of where i live. I figured dang, my dad raised pigs while i was growing up and i am an animal lover so maybe it would be an awesome job. I only lasted one week.
My job was a breed technician, basically inseminating the female pigs. Throughout my week i was petrified by what i was seeing EVERY SINGLE DAY - pigs completely mutilated, eating each other alive, pigs eating each others genitals (and we would still inseminate their mangled, bloody vaginas). When we would take the babies from their mothers to be loaded on a semi to be sold i was strictly told to be careful because if they were injured the company would lose up to $40 per baby. As i was being careful as possible to the cute little pigs, all i could see around me was the other employees grabbing the babies by one back leg and tossing them out of their pins up to 3ft in the air and landing in every way/as hard as they could. Everyday we would have to walk through to find any dead pigs, the procedure for that was to throw them out of the doors down a 3-4ft drop onto concrete and leave them till the end of the day when one of the employees would come scoop it up with a tractor and throw them into a mass pit/grave of saw dust. My last day there fucked me up in the head for a long time - at the end of the day me and two other employees (one of which i graduated with, the other had just completed his contract with the Army). We were told to go to the isolation unit down the street to check on one of the pigs that had broken its leg as it was being hotshotted down the shoot into the barn. We got there, the pig had not move all day and had an obviously broken front right leg. I was told to get the door ready so i was standing there holding it open and watching them. They grabbed a pull rod (a metal rod in the shape of a T with a chain welded onto the bottom of the T) and wrapped the chain in a knot around the broken leg. As the army guy was jerking with all his strength on the broken leg and dragging the pig, the other guy got irritated with the pig not wanting to move and grabbed a cane rod from an empty pin and began beating the pig in the ribs as hard as he could. The pig was squealing the loudest/blood curdling squeal i have/will ever hear and you could still hear its ribs and leg bones being broke by being hit with the cane rod over and over the whole 75+ft to the doorway. When they got it to the door way, they coordinated to jerk the T rod and the other would use his legs to push it out of the doorway, which was over a 4ft drop onto gravel. The smack of the pig hitting the gravel was horrific. The army guy went to his truck and pulled out his concealed carry pistol and said "this gun is fucking badass." Pointed the gun at the pig and shot it up through the chin. The pig started doing the death twitch (it looked like the pig was trying to run) and the guy i went to school with busted out laughing and goes "yeah run bitch run" and took a few more hits with the cane rod and kicked it in the stomach several times.
I should have mentioned earlier that the manager of the farm loved to talk about going home and popping some hydros and chasing them down with beers. There were two brothers who worked there that were addicted to xanax and would trade different pills throughout the work day. This is only the half of it, of what i can remember right now as i have tried to suppress most of the horror.
CirnoTan on June 5th, 2019 at 22:18 UTC »
I can't understand only one thing - WHATS THE POINT OF ABUSE? So they could secretly transport bodies to veal and get profits? Im sure there has to be an elegant way to murder calves for veals, without drugged personal.
S19pajua on June 5th, 2019 at 21:52 UTC »
Hey this dairy farm is 20 min away from where I live! I’ve been to it a couple of times and it’s getting slammed hard on Facebook