The biggest obstacle to obtaining liberation for all species of animals exploited in our various death for profit industries is the deep seated belief that these sentient beings are commodities. This glaring reality came barreling into the Carolinas, when Hurricane Florence set its destructive eye on North Carolina.
My, my, my, the City of Montreal and our illustrious and obstinate Mayor Denis Coderre certainly have a knack for making the front page of mainstream news. So much of the swirling controversy has been inglorious as well as unflattering to the unwavering mayor.
Oh very young
What will you leave us this time
There’ll never be a better chance to change your mind
And if you want this world to see a better day
Will you carry the words of love with you
Will you ride the great white bird into heaven
And though you want to last forever
You know you never will
(You know you never will)
And the goodbye makes the journey harder still.__Cat Stevens
We vegans all do our part. At the very least, we are setting …
she said as she opened the newspaper (The Montreal Gazette) to see that Dr Alan Herscovici of the The Fur Council of Canada chose to write a ridiculous and biased response to Karen Messier’s letter to the editor. Let’s get to it, so that you can form your own opinion before I give mine. Believe you me, I do have an opinion.
Karen Messier has a right to her opinion about fur, just as some people …
A little nudging from one’s friends can be good thing, especially when it comes to actively advocating for all nations of animals who are captured, bred and confined for our malevolent pleasure. In the farmed animal industry 65 – 70 billion land animals and trillions of aquatic animals are murdered annually.
Upon reading these gruesome figures, some might think that I made a couple of big typos, but sadly these figures are accurate. The figure for the aquatic animals …
Motherhood floats my boat. I can remember clearly and vividly and with much love the day my mother walked through the front of our home with her fifth and last child – “littlest sister”. I am the middle child of five and had just turned six and Santa had just come and gone. Much to my mother’s dismay, she had spent Christmas in the hospital waving down to us as we stood under her window on the frosty, crunchy, winter …