If anyone has ever been to a Toronto Pig Save Vigil on Pig Island, then you know that the location affords you some distractions. Right across the road is Coronation Park and then the lake. It is easy to get a few minutes break away from why you are there by looking out over the water - until another truck comes down Lakeshore Blvd.
— at Toronto Pig Save weekly vigils to bear witness
On Glen Scarlett Road there are NO opportunities for a distraction. You cannot escape, not even for a moment, from your task and why you are there.
The minute you drive onto Glen Scarlett you are immediately hit with the smell. It is everywhere and it seems to hang over the entire street like a huge, filthy cloud. The street is filthy itself and the buildings are old and tired looking. Sharing the road with the slaughterhouses are towing companies and the derelict cars are visible through fences topped with barbed wire.
But there are more than just slaughterhouses on Glen Scarlett Road - much more. There is the rendering plant and the tannery as well. The entire street is designed for only one purpose - to reduce the living, breathing, feeling cows into as many ‘products’ as you can sell to the public. It is literally Hell on Earth for those poor souls who end up here.
And don’t kid yourselves, either. The souls that end up here are NOT just from huge factory farms - they are from those small, local farms who are doing their best to convince you that their form of farming is ‘humane’. But there is absolutely NOTHING humane about what goes on here. Only in a really fucked up world could we consider ANY of this process to be humane. Not in it’s parts or on a whole.
A small truck arrived today, probably from a local ‘humane meat’ farm, with only a handful of very large cows on it. These were not the younger cows that we are used to arriving in the huge trucks from larger farms. These were really full grown cows and one even had a full set of horns on him. I wonder how long he had lived on the farm he came from and if he was even given a name? By the time I post these - he has been reduced to nothing but body parts being shipped all over the GTA and beyond. Such a beautiful soul who deserved much, much better than he got from this world. The betrayal is more than I can take sometimes.
People probably ask themselves if these cows really know what is in store for them. While I am not sure if they have a concept of death - I can assure you that when they arrive on Glen Scarlett Road they are scared. They are wide eyed and anxious. They are constantly looking around and are definitely agitated. I have no doubt in my mind that they know that nothing good is going to become of them on their arrival on Glen Scarlett Road.