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tioned why the police decided
to wage “a military-style attack
on a small-time weed grower,”
while Ogden’s Standard-Examiner called for a “re-evaluation
of how local law enforcement
handles its duties, particularly
concerning raids and late-night
police procedures.”
The incident, and others like
it, have caused many to wonder
whether such middle-of-the-night
raids are really necessary. As Radley puts it, “if instead of raiding
the house, the police had simply
arrested Stewart as he was leaving to go to work, or as he was
coming home, or even at his job at
Walmart, there would have been
two fewer funerals in Ogden.”
Elsewhere in the issue, upstate
New York farmer Bob Comis writes
in wrenching detail about a task
central to his livelihood: slaughtering animals. Here is his description
of one particular lamb’s last moments, after the sheep have been
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If instead of raiding the
house, the police had simply
arrested Stewart as he was
leaving to go to work... there
would have been two fewer
funerals in Ogden.”
carried by trailer from his farm to
the slaughterhouse:
The gun will make a loud popping sound and My Pretty Girl,
the cutest, sweetest, most adorable little lamb you can imagine, will drop like a stone. It
will have been a very stressful
morning for her, anyone who
denies that is a liar, a fool, or
worse, but, at the end, she will
drop like a stone.
Finally, as part of our continued focus on The Third Metric,
we take you inside an animal
sanctuary outside Washington,
D.C., where, in a twist on the
usual Thanksgiving meal, it’s the
turkeys that get served
a meal to remember.
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