Director: Jose Valle (Animal Equality)
Script: Shad Clark (USA)
Filming: Undercover investigators of Animal Equality, Danfung Dennis - Condition One
Narration: Tony Kanal (USA)
Stitching: making360, Condition One
Editing: Sixto Heredia (Spain)
Photography: Timo Stammberger (Germany)
Color correction: David González (Spain)
Sound technician: Álvaro Iglesias (Spain)

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iAnimal – Through the Eyes of a Pig

Transcript (English — en-x-autogen)

Hi, my name is Tony Canal.
You may know me as a musician,
but I'm here to tell you there's something that's just
as important to me as music animals.
I know that you and I can both agree that animals deserve
to be treated well, not just the dogs
and the cats that we spend so much of our time with,
but also the cows and the pigs
and the chickens that don't deserve to suffer.
The brave investigators at animal equality have gone
behind closed doors to show us the cruelty
and violence that's inherent in animal agriculture.
What you're about to see isn't an egregious abuse.
This is just part of the day-to-day operations
of turning an animal into food.
Please join me on this immersive investigation.
You'll not only see what's happening behind closed doors,
but you'll see it through the eyes of an animal.
You don't know what you're in
for, but you're behind bars.
Looking around, you see countless others like you.
Your neighbor on the left tries to comfort you
and seek comfort from you.
It's been this way for as long as you can remember,
you were born in a cage, born in your mother's excrement.
Though through no fault of her own and not by her choosing
For the single month that you knew her,
your mother was pinned against the floor, unable to move,
never able to show affection or comfort.
You and your siblings, many of whom having been born into
that breeding ground for disease, won't even survive a week.
If you do survive that first week, you're forced
to endure tooth clipping, tail docking,
and castration, all without any pain relief,
and then without proper medical care, you return to the cage
where you were born, a cell that's anything
but sanitary here.
You'll never once take a single breath of fresh air,
never taste fresh water, never even see the son.
This punishment is worse than that face
by even the most heinous offenders in prison.
Yet all anyone here is guilty of is being born,
and even that was never a choice
In factory farms, if you happen to be born a girl,
you'll likely be cycled back through the gauntlet of cages,
artificially inseminated, and then rubbed
of your children over and over and over again.
For as long as you've remain fertile,
this same fate awaits most daughters you'll ever have.
And if you're deemed unfit for breeding,
or if you happen to have been born a boy,
you're taken to the fattening farm.
Here you'll live in cramped
quarters for the next five months.
Again, without any stimulation, no fresh air or water.
The boredom and frustration may drive you mad,
and if not you, your siblings.
Inevitably some act out, biting and hurting each other,
many succumb to their wounds
or to the many illnesses born from the lack
of sanitation and medical care.
Even if you survive the fattening farm, you'll soon learn
that those first six months of your life will be your last.
Your next and final stop is the slaughterhouse
here huddled together with all the other pigs.
You see the bodies of those that came mere moments
before now strung up and bleeding.
You watch helplessly as the others are picked off one by one
stunned with an electrical current, just long enough
to be chained and hoisted up by one leg until finally,
it's your turn
like your brothers and sisters
and so many others before you.
You're fully conscious when you're throat is slit, left
to thrash and scream until the life drains out of you.
You might choose to think the pigs are treated differently,
perhaps more humanely in smaller facilities,
but no matter how many are queued up to be killed,
not a single one goes willingly, would you?
You don't have to see the world through the eyes of a pig
to recognize the cruelty and suffering,
but you can see an end to this.
Please leave me off your plate.