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I have an image in my mind that I can not shake. You may or may not know that the Eastern seaboard of Maryland is meat chicken country. On the way to vacation we passed a truck load of Cornish X on their way to be processed. I have no idea how they managed to squeeze so many birds into each crate. They were literally stuffed in there with no room even to stand. Temps in the high 80's with similar humidities. Princess asked, "Are they alive." I replied, "Yes they are." Knowing full well that some of the birds in the center of the load must be dead. Absolute, total abhorrent inhumanity. I'm still sick over it. On the way home we saw 3 more loads of broilers - no where near as crowded, but still filthy and in distress. Sad what 'Man' can do.
 
I have an image in my mind that I can not shake. You may or may not know that the Eastern seaboard of Maryland is meat chicken country. On the way to vacation we passed a truck load of Cornish X on their way to be processed. I have no idea how they managed to squeeze so many birds into each crate. They were literally stuffed in there with no room even to stand. Temps in the high 80's with similar humidities. Princess asked, "Are they alive." I replied, "Yes they are." Knowing full well that some of the birds in the center of the load must be dead. Absolute, total abhorrent inhumanity. I'm still sick over it. On the way home we saw 3 more loads of broilers - no where near as crowded, but still filthy and in distress. Sad what 'Man' can do.
I really don't like that post.
This is the exact reason why I want to raise our own meat birds.
 
I have an image in my mind that I can not shake. You may or may not know that the Eastern seaboard of Maryland is meat chicken country. On the way to vacation we passed a truck load of Cornish X on their way to be processed. I have no idea how they managed to squeeze so many birds into each crate. They were literally stuffed in there with no room even to stand. Temps in the high 80's with similar humidities. Princess asked, "Are they alive." I replied, "Yes they are." Knowing full well that some of the birds in the center of the load must be dead. Absolute, total abhorrent inhumanity. I'm still sick over it. On the way home we saw 3 more loads of broilers - no where near as crowded, but still filthy and in distress. Sad what 'Man' can do.

That is so awful :hit
 
Welcome back, Sour! We drove through the Chincoteague & Assateague area on the way home from OBX last year. Now I want to visit that area after hearing how much you enjoyed it.

Over 40 years ago we vacationed there with the Princess's sister and her husband. Families were doing something?, and BIL and I went out to Assateague in the early evening. We separated and walked our own ways. A thunder storm came up and I was out in that all by myself. I think some primal spirit of the island invaded my spirit and lives there ever since. Something about the place calls me. @DobieLover - if you go, go in the off season - perhaps early November when the island is filled with migrating birds.
 
I really don't like that post.
This is the exact reason why I want to raise our own meat birds.

Can't like any part of it. Those images will not leave me - basically haunted me throughout the vacation, and then were reinforced by the slightly less horrific images on the way home.
 

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