These people are out of control.
"The group also said it would take action at supermarkets in five UK cities on Saturday by blocking shoppers from reaching milk and dairy aisles."
Vegan protesters aim to block supermarkets this month and stop millions of people from buying milk
www.theguardian.com
My father kept 25 cows milking at his Grade A dairy barn.
The poor street urchins of Humansville today are not a tenth as loved, cared for, and nurtured as Daddy’s cows were.
And you’ve never seen a pet dog as gentle as his cows, either.
Once in the morning and again of evening those twenty five cows, would of their own accord form into a line and come to be milked by their master.
At the barn, they would separate into two lines, thirteen on the South and the other dozen on the North, and always in the same order, would climb the ramps two by two every ten minutes.
I asked my father why this was so, and he replied the cows lived, to be milked. He said he took the place of their calf, and the youngest and strongest cows came in order to nurse the milking machine.
As they aged, gradually they’d fall back in line, pushed back by younger cows more eager to be milked, until finally they would wind up hind cow, waiting and watching the others.
My father loved all his cows, but he loved the hind cow, the most of all.
I’d give about anything, to see the love again when that last hind cow climbed the South ramp and Daddy milked her, all by herself.
Thd dairy industry still exists in Southwest Missouri today but all the little dairy farms are long gone.
Tje last dairy in the Humansville area today mills close to a thousand cows, using poor immigrants housed in dormitories, and on the streets of Humansville fatherless children play among discarded dollar whiskey bottles, with once proud homes falling down.
Milk today is made in milking factories, no love at all is involved.
As for me, every time I see the devastated ruins of the once proud town of Humansville, I’m reminded of the human cost of the price of cheap milk.
