Loen

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On the 21st of December will be the premier of " La Otra Mitad " or " Loen "

 

We will protest to denounce the suffering and killing created by the holidays'

feasts. Those who agree with the manifesto which is at the bottom of this Email

are welcome to attend.

Associations for animals Defense/Liberation or Organisations that promote

veganism can feel free to forward this information to their rs.

 

Website and Contacts

To get more accurate information about this event you can check our website at:

http://www.loen.free.fr

To contact all the organizers of Loen, you can write to:

Loen

Please let us know if you are not part of the list " Loen " so we can answer you

by private Email.

 

Who organizes?

" La Otra Mitad " is an independant protest organized by people who are vegetarian

or vegan for animals.

There are neither associations nor " official sponsors " part of the organization.

Members of your association can, as individuals,join the organizers of the

event. They are welcome.

 

The protest

Rendez-vous and distance

You'll soon find the accurate place of departure and the details of the distance

on our website.

We will leave La Butte Montmartre at 4:30 PM. We will walk down the stairs in

front of Le Sacré Coeur. We will then walk through Paris.

 

Course of the protest

 

* A march with torches and drums playing very slowly

* We won't chant any slogan

* Don't bring any poster or banner with slogans written on it (the only

banners, which will be given by the organizers, will have the following

inscription: " Vos fêtes reposent sur le sang des bêtes " i.e. " Your celebrations

are based on the blood of animals "

* Protesters are free to bring posters with pictures of animals but nothing

written on them ( Pictures of animals who are victims of food consumption only,

no fur or vivisection pictures)

* No individual flyers nor flyers from associations. The only flyer given to

the audience will be that of the manifesto.

* Come dressed in black or wearing dark clothes

* No mark of associations are allowed during the march

We want a simple and solemn protest where participants express their emotions

and the sadness they feel. On that day we will be on the side of those who

suffer and die. Through our presence we want to make the victims the barbarious

celebrations obvious.

 

 

No permit

 

The protest has no permit delyvered by the police prefecture.

It would have been notified if what the law says ( that a protest can't be

forbidden as long as it doesn't disturb the public order) were really applied.

But the experience of other vegetarian protests has taught us that the

prefecture of Paris forbids marches when there will be less than 600 protesters.

As it is the premier of " Loen " , we have no way to persuade the prefecture to let

us walk in the streets.

 

Anyway, the media has been told about Loen. It has been announced on several

mailing lists on the Internet. The website can be visited by anyone. The mailing

list dedicated to that event is open to anyone who is interested in it. We

pledge that this protest will be totally pascifist.

 

Although the protest hasn't been notified, it is unlikely that the police will

stop it. Actually we will walk on the sidewalks to not disturb the traffic.

 

 

MANIFESTO OF THE 21ST OF DECEMBER

 

 

 

As Animals

 

 

 

We have that magic gift to feel that we exist. For us, Animals, life can be

beautiful.

 

 

 

Is there going to be a Feast for us soon?

 

 

 

The garlands are ready, so are knives, cages, cudgels and gifts. We will soon

feel- stronger than usual- the happiness of being together. Soon, blows will

fall like the rain- stronger than usual. Then, " peace on Earth, " " good will " and

" Good Wishes " will float peacefully on a sea of blood- larger than usual.

 

Many animals will go to the great feast: the living will surround

the table and the dead will lie on it. For, as we usually say, the world is made

of two parts: one was born to reign and the other to perish.

 

 

 

Who will enjoy the Merry Christmas?

 

 

 

There will be Christmas Trees, nice Christmas Fathersand cribs with

an ox and a child. The ox will smell neither the Christmas Trees nor the straw.

He will have that harsh breath of the animal who collapses; life will escape

through his sliced throat. So Christmas Fathers can share his remains with

children.

 

 

 

Who will enjoy the New Year?

 

 

 

It will soon be the New Year's Eve, the night of jovial fellows with

cemetery bellies.

 

Piglets whose tail and teeth are cut, calves kneeled down on the

very last journey; you, all the mutilated, the imprisoned, the suffocated, the

force- fed, the electrocuted, the disemboweled - is it worth struggleling? The

jovial fellows' voices already cover your screams. They talk about rural regions

and tablecloths with small squares, enjoying the great callous hands ( that hold

the tongs and the nets) and the huge talent of arousing the taste buds while

cooking dead people. If you don't speak their way, you don't know how to have

fun. To be part of the familly, you have to organise..

 

 

 

.. the communion in the blood shed!

 

 

 

Christmas or New Year's without turkeys, without foie gras, without

salmon, without lobsters, without oysters, without game, without duck mousse,

without crayfishes, without white pudding, without caviar. The most important

would be missing! It is unusual to invite people without serving meat. They are

our guests, we have to honour them, we have to prove to them our regards, we

have to be friendly!

 

Gloomy communion in the name of a sacrifice. Notice how much I

honour you, I have sacrified victims without counting. You are my equal, like

me, you are worthy to reap the lives of those coming from the other half.

 

In this time of generosity, even the poorest of the chosen won't be

forgotten. During the charity feasts, they will also get their piece of foie

gras. Then, they will be sent back, freezing, in the streets.

 

 

 

Where do I go?

 

 

 

I who have no feathers, no fur, no scales, because of my face, I am

part of the Lords of blood. As I wanted to please them, to be one of them I have

pretended I believed in the legend of the two halves. I knew as they did, how to

enjoy the taste of murder and how to laugh at the delicious corpses. But that

is paying too high a price for being one of them.

 

I would like them to still love me and I would like to still love

them, but I see- too clearly- they walk over those of the other half with cold

blood, and those are also part of me. I'll never be on the torturers' half

again. If there are only two halves on the day of the great feast, I'll choose

the other.

 

Open my rip as I am still alive like you open sturgeons' rips as

they are still alive. Blow up my liver like you blow up ducks' livers. Tear off

my testicles like you tear off capons' testicles. Tear me apart like you tear

frogs appart. Boil me like you boil lobsters. May your smiling teeth put into

pieces my flesh like they put into pieces the flesh of the turkeys, of the

calves, of the roe deers and of the salmon.

 

Do we really have to choose between worst and worst? We have two

choices: Joining the torture victims who will be dying all alone or joining

murderers with their giggling faces which already lick their lips?

 

No, no, no, no!

 

 

 

I firmly denounce!

 

 

 

I firmly denounce the mediocre and cowardly process of scorning

others to feel better about one's own importance. I firmly denounce the

community built on exclusion. We can have relations with others without taking

part of the same crime. Let's forget the odious myth of the two halves world;

that dark machine that creates unhappiness.

 

I want nice Christmas Fathers, Peace on Earth and Fraternity. I want

it all for real. May animals' warmth open out, but also the joy of existance for

the players piglets, ducks in love and talkative humans.

 

For all of us, Animals, life can be more beautiful.

 

Let's begin, at last, the real feast,

 

 

 

The Feast without Sacrifices!