Saturday, March 22, 2008

Slaughterhouse photo essay

... in hopes that one day they will all be relics, slowly decaying reminders of the poor judgment of the past, the stink of fear and death washed away by a century of rain and melting snow.

Rachel Westfall
Manitoba, August 2007


















2 comments:

mike grieco said...

"... in hopes that one day they will all be relics, slowly decaying reminders of the poor judgment of the past, the stink of fear and death washed away by a century of rain and melting snow".
Well said beautiful. Until all the slaughter houses are empty. There will be no peace in this world.
Time to end the horrors of 'humankind'.

RachelW said...

I hope some people in the world will make a conscious decision to bring about positive change today-- Easter sunday, Ostara, whatever they celebrate. No pet bunnies and chicks to given as gifts, only to be abandoned when they are no longer "cute." No roast animal parts to be served at the supper table in celebration of life.