Working Undercover on a Factory Farm Traumatized Me

Some images in particular still haunt me

Photo: Naomi August via Unsplash

I remember one mother pig especially. She was physically worn out and very sick. She was sprawled out in her crate, her snout resting in a mound of stale feed, and she had stopped eating. Workers had spray-painted a red “X” on her back to indicate she would be “culled,” or more simply, killed. Eventually…