Over six years ago, we had a unique opportunity to visit a conventional hog farm in rural Minnesota. We 'won' this opportunity by bidding at an auction being held as a fund-raiser
for a local Montessori school. The woman who
donated this auction item was related to the owner of the hog farm. She convinced him to allow three families
with small children, to visit and tour their operation. We were one of those families.
We were warned up front that there would be no cameras
allowed. However, the owner offered to snap a few for us and then send them too us. This should have been a clue as
to what we were about to witness.
After a 1.5 hour drive, we arrived at rather empty looking
field among corn fields, with one large building on it. It
didn’t look like what I envisioned a pig farm to be. I was thinking we’d drive up and see barns
and little piglets running around. No
sign of a pig was anywhere. We were
greeted and went inside to a sort of entry/office room of this large
building. In that first room, with still
no pigs in sight, the smell was so strong that many of us thought we might not
be able to continue. We were given
masks, coverings for our feet, coverings for our clothes, and gloves as
well. As for the smell, we were told we
would “get used to it.” (I later found that
this was not true for me.)
After some introduction, we were taken in to the main rooms
of this pig operation. We were guided
through a maze of cages, pens and crowded pigs.
It was full of sights, sounds and smells, like none I’ve ever witnessed.
We were told many things about how it
is all run. None of these pigs have ever
seen the sun or dirt or anything but a grated floor. Many are in pens so small they cannot turn
around or even lay down. As Joel Salatin would say... "Folks, This Ain't Normal." Even at that time, with my lack of knowledge around how meat should be raised, I knew in my gut that this couldn't be right.
It didn’t take long for me to realize why no pictures were
allowed. I cannot begin to describe what
I witnessed. The sights and smells were
overwhelming. The conditions were
deplorable. It was very hard to walk
through that place without crying. It was hard to get the images out of my mind. It still is.
One of the slightly less sad places was a room for the momma's and babies. The owner was kind enough to take this photo for us. |
Now I do believe in raising and eating meat – but I also
believe that God intends us to be good stewards. I’m certain that these pigs were not intended
to live this way.
Later, after the tour, we sat down with the owners to
eat. I wasn’t hungry so I
listened to the conversation. Several
things were discussed about this type of operation verses a free-range pig
“farm”. Even the owner himself seemed to
be saying things that were justifying his decision to run this operation in this way. He didn't sound like it was a joy or a pleasure to be there. I remember so clearly him explaining that the
pigs are safer here as they could get sunburned if they were outside. He also stated that these pigs were bred to
be indoors, they were so large that they could break a leg if they were to run
around outside. He explained the trouble they ran into when someone learned that they had made the cages even smaller years before, and then explained the reasons why they had to do it. It was as if they had their hands tied, or thought they did.
The truth is: Pork
from pigs that are raised outdoors produces the highest amounts of Vitamin D
available to us, even more than milk.
Pork that comes from these conventional factories has little to zero
vitamin D. Sunlight is also a natural detoxifier and germ-killer. Far fewer drugs are needed on pigs raised
outdoors. In fact, no drugs are needed
in most cases, for animals raised outdoors in proper conditions.
Pigs were given a snout on the end of their noses for a
reason. To root and dig!
This small hog farmer later explained that he used to raise
his animals outside in the fresh air, but he no longer could afford to do it
because of the increased regulations. He
had “no choice” but to sell out to a larger corporation and then had to do it
this way or he could not stay in business.
So even this farmer saw the problems with the way he was raising these
hogs – but felt helpless to do anything about it.
We didn’t eat pork for nearly
5 years after that experience. No one in
our family wanted to. It was too much to
bear to remember it, both the cruelty and the terrible conditions of the place
in which our food was bring raised. This
couldn’t be healthy to eat, we thought.
Today, we’ve learned so much more about the condition of
much of our food. We do eat pork
now. But only from pigs who are raised
outdoors and are allowed to really be pigs!
We’ve seen pigs rooting around for acorns, in a sustainable,
affordable way that actually enhances the land.
We’ve seen one creative farmer after another, raising pigs using things
such as old political signs as shelter from the sun. We’ve seen others using
electric, movable fencing which keeps fresh ground under the pigs daily –
allowing the land to rest in between moves.
Now these are pigs the way God intended! A good, respectful life and a much healthier meal! |
We are so encouraged by these farmers who are leading the
way in what is unconventional today.
Search out your local small farmer – you’ll find one if you look. Find meat that you can visit and see for
yourself the health of your food.
Pictures will always be allowed on our farm!
This is how one should regard us, as servants of Christ and stewards
of the mysteries of God.
- 1 Corinthians 4:1