I
Many who enter the church
of an internationally broadcasting
tv preacher
see a massive painting
of Jesus, the Good Shepherd,
climbiing down a rocky
hillside to rescue a lost lamb.
And yet,100 yards away,
the church restaurant
serves dead lambs.
II
A restaurant volunteer was murdered in
the kitchen there. The auras around
slaughterhouses, feedlots, factory farms,
places of great pain and despair, are red with anger and terror
and more likely to attract violence. In the days of the Chicago
stockyards, Annie Besant reported that even an hour's journey
away from the city, the aura was red.
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