for the Significance of a Life and a Death
Yesterday, a man set himself on fire outside Ungar Furs, and burned
himself to death. We know his name now: According to the Alliance, it
was Daniel Shaull. And we know that he did what he did appears to have
been in solidarity with the animals who continue to die horrible deaths,
day after day after day, to keep Nicholas Ungar in business. We know
that, even as he was on fire and undoubtedly in terrible pain, he mustered
great strength and tried to go inside the fur store to spread the flames
to the coats and garments and blood-stained profits of the last fur
store in Portland.
would like to know more.
it was strange to find out he was someone most of us did not know. Those
of us who were not there yesterday, who scrambled to find out who it was,
we each had a fear in the pit of the stomach, each of us sure we would
know him, each of us having someone or other in mind that it might be.
I know I did. When I finally heard his name, a small sense of relief washed
over me, because it was a name I did not know. But someone knew him. And
he deserves his story. If you knew Daniel Shaull, please post your stories
of his life here.
you did not know him but you just want to offer your critique of self
immolation as a tactic, please just keep your useless judgments to yourself.
This is the morning after, the place where all the bone-pickers will come
in and make dismissive claims about this man and his last act of sacrifice.
You know what I'm saying. "This is going too far," "he
was just crazy," "he was a terrorist," "this tactic
is too extremist," and perhaps the most unforgivable of all, "this
will make us all look bad."
not ready to dismiss the significance of this man's last act so easily.
Every year, more than 50 million animals - many of them dogs and cats
- die for the fur industry. They die needless, painful, and suffering
deaths so that people like Nicholas Ungar can make a lot of money, and
so that vain, selfish, irredeemably thoughtless people can wear those
animals' skins. Fifty MILLION beings, every single year, killed in horrific
and unceasingly bizarre ways. For nothing. Absolutely nothing. Some of
them are picked up by their hind legs and pounded against the cement until
they die. Some have metal bars shoved into their mouths, and electrodes
pressed against their anus, and are electrocuted. Some are gassed. Some
are trapped in the wild, and spend days on end struggling to free themselves.
Terrified, dehydrated, hungry, cold, and mutilated, they wait for the
trapper to come. I have personally witnessed a fur trapper approaching
a frightened little bobcat like this, right here in the woods of Cascadia,
and then unceremoniously beating her over the head, repeatedly, with a
baseball bat. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. Until she finally died.
these animals are beaten unconscious, and they awaken while they are being
skinned alive. This is not just some far off, urban legend thing. This
is something real and immediate and horrible. I have seen this happen,
and watched as the trapper just laughed and taunted the half-skinned,
dying animal. Her last screams jeered at, the violation of her being complete.
Her bloody little body went into a pile of bloody little bodies just like
hers. Her skin was sold in someone's garage, on the first leg of the journey
to Ungar or Schumachers, or Nordstroms.
is what Nicholas Ungar sells.
suffering, for nothing. A lot of people just don't care. A lot of people
think wearing fur is acceptable, and that making a living off this kind
of unending suffering is tolerable. It's the people who care that are
labeled "terrorist." The killers are just "businessmen."
Some people actually defend the practice, many more just don't care enough
to do anything about it. Still others like to get all philosophical and
"tolerant" and pretend to be above it all. (I have seen a lot
of that here on this site in recent days. These are the people who also
defend slaughter houses, and lab experiments. Cold, academic justifications
for horrific acts of violence. Disembodied philosophizing and dismissive
tomes meant to put those who actually give a damn "in their places."
Here, for example: http://portland.indymedia.org/en/2010/01/396920.shtml,
and here: http://portland.indymedia.org/en/2010/01/396920.shtml,
and here: link to portland.indymedia.org.)
it really all that hard to understand, that someone could find that they
just can't take it any more? They just can't stand by and do nothing,
even when there is nothing left to do? Is it really so difficult to comprehend
that this man could be so profoundly moved by such an unimaginable injustice,
that he would be willing to actually sacrifice his own life in a last
to me. I get it. I can understand that frustration and pain and desperation.
I have felt it myself, and I think that any one of us who was born with
the ability to empathize with non-human animals in this cold-hearted world
has felt it too. We might not be lighting ourselves on fire, but deep
down inside, I think we understand Daniel Shaull's desperation and despair.
Even if we did not know him, we know what it feels like to bear witness,
day after day, to the intentionally inflicted pain and suffering of others,
and to feel so mutely powerless to make it stop. We watch in horror as
a never ending stream of animal victims is poured into the maw of human
hatred and indifference. We cannot understand how humans can be so needlessly,
thoughtlessly, cruel. And we cannot understand why their eyes cannot be
opened to the pain and suffering they are causing. Sometimes, even our
"friends" turn out to be the kind of people who either cause
this suffering, or try to excuse it. God, it gets so frustrating after
awhile... and it never ends.
you care about animals in this human world, it's easy to feel like you
are alone in a sea of inexplicable hatred. It isn't even just the people
wielding the metal pipes in the slaughter houses, or the electrodes on
the fur farms. It's not just the people with the guns and the deer heads
tied to the front of their "rigs." It's not just the people
shoving load after load after load of cats and dogs into gas chambers,
or the people gouging baby mice out of their mothers' bellies in laboratories.
It's not just the assholes offering "chicken chokin" classes,
or the old men making money selling furs. It's also all the mind-numbingly
cold people who build word monuments to themselves over it - defending
it and justifying it and dismissing it. It's the overwhelming awareness
of all the suffering in the world, and the strange ostracism of anyone
who can see it, who tries to point it out.
can be a cold, hard world for people of compassion for the animals. Even
radicals often just don't get it.
may actually turn out that Daniel Shaull suffered from mental illness.
But in this world, I sometimes think mental illness and desperate acts
might be the only sane response.
man set himself on fire Wednesday outside Ungar Furs in Portland, Oregon.
After dousing himself with gasoline, he attempted to enter the store,
shouting “There are animals dying! Animals dying!” After police
extinguished the flames, he was taken to Legacy Emanuel Hospital where
he later died. The man was identified as 26-year-old Daniel Shaull from
Kansas. Among the local activists I have spoken to, none are familiar
with Shaull by name, nor recognized him as being a part of the active,
long-running campaign against Ungar Furs. Yet the location and witness
reports strongly indicate this man sacrificed himself to bring attention
to the horrific treatment of animals on fur farms.
news report, which aired prior to Shaull being announced dead, can be
viewed here. Ungar Furs is a retail fur store in Portland which has been
the target of a prolific campaign by local activists. Ungar became a target
after frequent protests successfully closed another Portland fur store,
Schumacher Furs. The owners of Schumacher Furs gave animal rights activists
full credit for shutting them down in 2007. Amidst a range of speculation,
I think it is important to assume this is a genuine action by a person
driven to make the ultimate sacrifice by the severity of animal suffering.
When every legal channel to affect change is closed, people will increasingly
be driven to actions which bring both attention to the plight of animals,
and a disruptive effect to those who kill them.
Shaull is not the first to give his life in the U.S. animal liberation
struggle. This is a time to remember William Rodgers, who took his life
in an Arizona jail in 2005 while being held for numerous Animal Liberation
Front actions. It is also a time to remember Alex Slack, who took his
life while awaiting trial for the A.L.F. bombing of the Utah Fur Breeder’s
Agricultural Cooperative in 1999.
anyone knows Daniel Shaull, please contact Voice of the Voiceless, so
that we can make the full story of this action known.
To those who claim the animal rights movement is “violent”,
this action should be yet another reminder that every casualty to date
has fallen on our side. Daniel Shaull is just the latest victim.
“If this is what the world has made of us, then let it live with
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