Defend Direct Action
July 27, the Netherlands.
received anonymously:
“We entered the pig farm at night. The stable was very dirty and full of cobwebs. The mothers were locked up in cages where they could barely take a step. They are now in safe hands and they escaped the slaughterhouse.”
Via OccupyNandos:
“After the investigation into Faccenda farms who take 2 million lives a week and the #OccupyNandos call to action we want to know why people aren’t raging. We want to know why we aren’t ALL doing something. We are angry and we want to see action. Angry, radical, fiery action that breeds liberation and scares the people who profit from these death camps.
We visited one of the farms featured in the investigation and left some clear messages inside the sheds. We hope that they carry our message to the farmer that owns the buildings and to the business that sells to Nando’s. We are just starting with you. Now Matthias is free and has escaped the kill floor but his brothers and sisters remain. It is on you to change that.
There is quite a good map with all Nando’s restaurants as well as a few Faccenda farms that you can use to fuck with them. They only have one slaughterhouse in the whole country (talking of a weak link) in Brackley. Harper Adams University might also be an interesting place to have a look at as they are conducting animal experiments on chickens after receiving a nice little grant from Faccenda/Nando’s.
Check the #OccupyNandos map on the link: https://goo.gl/maps/iQAFeEdAW66FQAxK8
The anarchochicken escapee gets his name from antispeciesist activist Matthias whose been locked up in preventive prison for ten months without evidence, accused of smashing butcher shop windows. We also call for solidarity actions with our comrade.
No justice, no peace.
Until every cage is empty and broken.
ALF.
#occupynandos. “
Via OccupyNandos:
“After the investigation into Faccenda farms who take 2 million lives a week and the #OccupyNandos call to action we want to know why people aren’t raging. We want to know why we aren’t ALL doing something. We are angry and we want to see action. Angry, radical, fiery action that breeds liberation and scares the people who profit from these death camps.
We visited one of the farms featured in the investigation and left some clear messages inside the sheds. We hope that they carry our message to the farmer that owns the buildings and to the business that sells to Nando’s. We are just starting with you. Now Matthias is free and has escaped the kill floor but his brothers and sisters remain. It is on you to change that.
There is quite a good map with all Nando’s restaurants as well as a few Faccenda farms that you can use to fuck with them. They only have one slaughterhouse in the whole country (talking of a weak link) in Brackley. Harper Adams University might also be an interesting place to have a look at as they are conducting animal experiments on chickens after receiving a nice little grant from Faccenda/Nando’s.
Check the #OccupyNandos map on the link: https://goo.gl/maps/iQAFeEdAW66FQAxK8
The anarchochicken escapee gets his name from antispeciesist activist Matthias whose been locked up in preventive prison for ten months without evidence, accused of smashing butcher shop windows. We also call for solidarity actions with our comrade.
No justice, no peace.
Until every cage is empty and broken.
ALF.
#occupynandos. “
2nd August, Kerpen Germany.
Received anonymously via email:
“During the mornings of 1st-2nd August, ten hunting towers were sabotaged in the Kerpen area. Camera traps, salt licks, and bait were removed and the towers left in a state that ensured they would not be used again.
The hunters must end their senseless murdering of animals – they are as much a part of this earth as we are, those who perversely cut their lives short commit crimes against nature and must be stopped.
We will continue to destroy every last scrap of hunting paraphernalia until the hunters hang up their guns for good.
For total liberation!
ALF”
2nd August, Kerpen Germany.
Received anonymously via email:
“During the mornings of 1st-2nd August, ten hunting towers were sabotaged in the Kerpen area. Camera traps, salt licks, and bait were removed and the towers left in a state that ensured they would not be used again.
The hunters must end their senseless murdering of animals – they are as much a part of this earth as we are, those who perversely cut their lives short commit crimes against nature and must be stopped.
We will continue to destroy every last scrap of hunting paraphernalia until the hunters hang up their guns for good.
For total liberation!
ALF”
31st July, Sweden.
Received anonymously via email:
“21 hens were rescued from a caged egg farm in Sweden.”
31st July, Sweden.
Received anonymously via email:
“21 hens were rescued from a caged egg farm in Sweden.”
29th July, Sweden.
received anonymously:
“We rescued 8 chickens from a ‘free range’ egg laying facility, that is ‘one of the best in Sweden’ according to themselves.
It was a complete hellhole. 10’s of thousands of young hens were there, never able to see day light. Their eggs are stolen every day and they are just waiting for their death sentence, although they are completely
innocent.
After about 1,5 years these lovely ladies will be burnt for heat at the power plant, just after being brutally smashed in a truck, four at the time, each hanging in one leg between the fingers of the worker. (Some of
us have witnessed this ourselves, at this exact farm)
8 of these lovely ladies can now live out their life. They can feel grass under their feet every day, and in some cases it will even snow if they want! Many hens actually love snow, for short periods of time.
Often these factory farms are not even locked during night (or day). You don’t even have to break up a door, cut a fence or a lock to save lives.
One can simply go in there and save them.
We are their only hope.
ALF”
24th July, France.
translated from Indymedia Nantes
According to the local press, during the night of Wednesday 24 to Thursday 25 July in Saint-Étienne-de-Boulogne, a large part of the building of the ‘Fédération départementale de la chasse de l’Ardèche’ (Department of hunting federation) was destroyed by fire. The fire brigade intervened quickly enough, probably because of the fire alarms, around 3:30 am to extinguish the flames that consumed the lair of the Ardèche hunters. Two outbreaks of fire were observed by the investigators: one in the recently built observatory and another in a room where naturalised animals were kept. 11 hunters are now unemployed. They will have to wait 9 months to return to service. On Tuesday, July 30, a press release was published on Indymedia Nantes:
“Anti-speciesist spasm
attack against hunting
April 25, July, 02:45, there is an incandescent smile among the stars. In front of the Ardèche hunting training centre, a luminous panel displays 23°. I take the building from behind, wandering between the animal targets made of wood and paint. When I see them, hatred raises, sharpens my determination. At the foot of the facade, I reach the last bushes. A camera is filming, I’ll soon be in its field of vision. In my thoughts, I have already experienced what is coming dozens of times. Jump the fence, climb onto the passageway and run to cover from the camera. I’m downstairs, already panting, my heart beating.
I take a deep breath and move forward, successively overcoming obstacles, less elegantly than in my imagination. I open my bag, grab a crowbar and try to pry open a window without avail. With my free hand, I grab the hammer, smash the window, turn the handle and slipped inside.
A few steps are enough to make the first movement sensor go off. I move quickly into the first room and I pile up chairs tables and boxes. I drop off a can of gas and open a window. The fire will need oxygen. I then move to the upper floor and repeat the operation. With little combustible material up there, I pile up easels under the door frame hoping that the flames will climb up and burn it. I pour the gas and turn on the flame. Suddenly a bright light and a powerful breath fill the room. The fire alarm is triggered immediately.
I jump four steps at the time and head downstairs, returning to the first floor. I sprinkle gasoline on the pile of objects, collect my cool and summon the flames again. How wonderful. The quintessence of ravage. I have an unstoppable appetite for fire. No time for contemplation, alas, I still go down one more floor and get out. I’m safe, the fire is on my back, the branches of the trees in front of me. I release a laugh of relief, time starts back up.
Last night, 11 people lost their shitty jobs because the site will be (permanently) closed. Foxes and badgers must have laughed in the valley. Of course, hunters will find other premises, train other massacres, raise, hunt and take other wild lives. Of course, we will be there, sabotaging their devices, destroying vehicles and buildings, releasing future “game animals” and abused dogs.
The ardour of ideas inexorably calls for action.
Against the infamy of hunting and beyond
Against animal domination and exploitation.
Anarchist solidarity with anti-speciesist rebels.”
Report in french below:
“25 juillet, 02h45, un incandescent croissant me sourit parmi les étoiles. Devant le centre de formation de chasse de l’ ardèche, un panneau lumineux affiche 23 °. Je prends à revers l’édifice, louvoie entre les cibles animales faites de bois et de peinture. A leur vue, la haine me soulève, aiguise ma détermination. Au pied de la façade, j’atteinds les derniers buissons. Une caméra scrute, je serais bientôt dans son champ de vision. En pensées, j’ai déjà vécu des dizaines de fois ce qui s’annonce. Sauter la barrière, escalader le parapet, se hisser sur la coursive et courir se mettre à couvert de la caméra. Pour le moment je suis en bas, déjà haletant, le cœur battant.
Je prends une profonde respiration et m’élance, franchissant successivement les obstacles, moins élegamment certes qu’en imagination. J’ouvre mon sac, empoigne un pied de biche et commence à forcer une porte- fenêtre, sans résultat. De ma main restée libre, je saisi le marteau, éclate la vitre, tourne la poignée et me faufile à l’intérieur. Quelques pas suffisent à faire hurler la première sirène. Je visite à grandes enjambées le 1er; dans une pièce, entasse chaises, tables et cartons. Je dépose un bidon d’essence, ouvre une fenêtre. Le feu aura besoin d’oxygène. Je me dirige ensuite à l’étage supérieur et répète l’opération. Peu de matières combustibles là-haut, j’amoncelle de maigres chevalets sous la charpente espérant que les flammes la lécheront et la consumeront. Je déverse l’essence, allume. Soudain une lumière vive et un souffle puissant emplissent la pièce. L’alarme incendie se déclenche à son tour.
4 à 4 je saute les marches de l’escalier, retourne au 1er, arrose d’essence le tas d’objets, rassemble ce qui me reste de sang-froid et convoque à nouveau les flammes. Quelle merveille. Quitessence du ravage. Appétit effréné du feu. Pas le temps pour la contemplation, hélas, je descends encore d’un étage et sors. Je suis sauf, l’incendie est dans mon dos, les rameaux des arbres devant moi. J’expectore un rire de soulagement, le temps se remet en mouvement.
Cette nuit, 11 personnes ont perdu leur boulot de merde puisque le site sera (définitivement) fermé. Renards et blaireaux ont dû se marrer dans la vallée. Bien sûr les chasseurs trouveront d’autres locaux, formeront d’autres massacreurs, élèveront, traqueront, mutileront et arracheront d’autres vies sauvages encore. Bien sûr nous serons là, sabotant leurs dispositifs, détruisant véhicules et bâtiments, libérant futur gibier et chiens maltraités.
L’ardeur des idées appelle inexorablement aux actes.
Contre l’infamie cynégétique et au delà
Contre la domination et l’exploitation animale.
Solidarité anarchiste aux rebelles antispécistes”
29th July, Sweden.
received anonymously:
“We rescued 8 chickens from a ‘free range’ egg laying facility, that is ‘one of the best in Sweden’ according to themselves.
It was a complete hellhole. 10’s of thousands of young hens were there, never able to see day light. Their eggs are stolen every day and they are just waiting for their death sentence, although they are completely
innocent.
After about 1,5 years these lovely ladies will be burnt for heat at the power plant, just after being brutally smashed in a truck, four at the time, each hanging in one leg between the fingers of the worker. (Some of
us have witnessed this ourselves, at this exact farm)
8 of these lovely ladies can now live out their life. They can feel grass under their feet every day, and in some cases it will even snow if they want! Many hens actually love snow, for short periods of time.
Often these factory farms are not even locked during night (or day). You don’t even have to break up a door, cut a fence or a lock to save lives.
One can simply go in there and save them.
We are their only hope.
ALF”