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A fairytale town in Puglia, Italy ๐
Alberobello, one of the prettiest towns in Italy and unique UNESCO world heritage site in Puglia.
Alberobello is a delightful small town in Puglia, in the South of Italy, with something special: a town center entirely made of trulli, fairy tale looking houses so unique, they made Alberobello UNESCO world heritage sites!
Trulli houses are round in shape, they have whitewashed walls and distinctive pointy roofs shaped like a cone with layered tiles, made in grey local stone.
They are an ancient type of construction and they are still in use nowadays.
Some are museums, some are shops, some are homes and some have now been transformed into welcoming and rather luxurious tourist accommodation!
Alberobello is wonderful and rather magical.
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Banning the Italian Horse Races
Banning the Italian Horse Races
Animal-welfare activists are demanding that the famous Siena Palio and other Italian horse races are shut down as concerns grow over the number of animals dying on the streets of ancient towns.
Staged in Siena's steep Piazza del Campo amid medieval pageantry and thousands of cheering spectators, the Palio has pitched jockeys from the city's neighbourhoods against each other every year on this course since 1659. But the leading Italian animal welfare group LAV (Anti-Vivisection League) is calling for the event to be scrapped, citing the deaths of 48 horses between 1970 and 2007 after collisions and crashes on the tightly curved course.
"We believe there shouldn't be any kind of event like this held," said the group's president Gianluca Felicetti. "Before they raced horses, Siena's neighbourhoods competed with bouts of bareknuckle boxing and we have requested they go back to that."
Calls for a curb on all Italy's street races increased last month after the horrific death of a horse in Ronciglione, a picturesque lakeside town near Rome where every year riderless horses are sent charging through the centre.
The animal slipped on rain-slicked cobbles and crashed into metal barriers, collapsing to the ground in spasms of agony inches from shocked spectators. "If it was up to me, the Siena Palio would be scrapped, but at least they are careful whereas Ronciglione should definitely be banned, because they paid no attention to safety," said Carla Rocchi, the head of the National Association for Animal Protection.
Michela Brambilla, the tourism minister, increased pressure on the racing world this month by dropping the Palio from the country's shortlist of candidates for Unesco's list of intangible cultural heritage, citing the national divisions over the event. Her views reflect a growing disquiet in Europe over animals in sport, reflected by Catalonia's ban on bullfighting last year and the shock in Britain last weekend as two horses died in the Grand National. "We would like to see the Grand National banned, and I support the efforts of Italians seeking to stop the Palio," said Andrew Tyler, the director of the UK organisation Animal Aid.
In Siena, Pierluigi Millozzi, who organises the race, made no apology for the fatal crashes, arguing that the Palio had passed new government safety guidelines with flying colours. "For us the horse is the most important element, and to say we don't care for them ignores the whole spirit of the Palio," he said.
Ten colourfully dressed, bareback riders thunder around a dirt track three times in about two minutes at the Palio, which is normally held on 2 July and 16 August every year.
The culmination of days of medieval pageantry, the event brings together the town's 17 quarters or contradas and – in a competition where stopping a rival contrada is as crucial as winning – jockeys are allowed to thrash their rivals, and their horses, with whips made from dried and stretched bull penises. Jockeys regularly fall from their horses, and in 2004 a horse that slipped was trampled, as stewards failed to stop the race, and died from its injuries.
Felicetti, who coordinates a cross-party group of 40 MPs defending animal rights, said that his appeals to authorities in Siena to scrap the race had been ignored. "They behave like it's still the middle ages and they are an autonomous republic," he said.
Millozzi argued that there had been no fatal falls since 2004. "Things are a lot safer since we switched from pure-bred horses to mixed-blood types which are stronger," he said. Organisers have also disputed the claims of 48 fatalities since 1970, saying that the real number was 40, of which eight died during warm-ups rather than in the race itself.
Whichever figures are right, horses stand a greater chance of dying in the Grand National than the Palio. Twenty-seven horses suffered fatal injuries at Aintree between 1970 and 2007 as they attempted jumps measuring up to 5ft high and 11ft long. That is fewer than the Palio, but the Italian race is held twice a year, the National just once. "Statistics show the National is more dangerous and getting worse," said Dene Stansall, a horse racing consultant at Animal Aid. Felicetti said that he was not just campaigning against the Siena Palio but all Italy's local horse races, where 19 horses have suffered fatal injuries since 2003. Police have placed the mayor of Ronciglione and other officials under investigation after last month's fatality.
Felicetti is also taking on religious events in small towns that feature cruel contests, including the southern sport of forcing horses to drag weighted-down carts across ditches, or the festival of the Madonna in Mirabella Eclano, in Campania, where the crowd cheers as bulls spend six hours pulling a 25-metre obelisk for 2km.
In Sicily, mafia bosses are said to keep race horses closeted in dark garages, bringing them out to compete in illegal races on sealed-off, 3km stretches of country road at dawn, reportedly forcing them to sniff cocaine believing it makes them more competitive.
The Observer, 17 April 2011
Human Rights of Domination & Abuse
*PURPOSE: The purpose of this essay is to present the truth about modern industrialized factory farming – A human system of domination, abuse & the genocide of animals. We humans often gather to party & celebrate; we raise & clink our glasses & we say: Cheers! Then we spear pieces of meat with our forks & we fill our bellies with the pain & suffering of farm animals. Please come & follow me as I now take on the identity of a Baby calf for this essay.
*The SUN: I have never seen the Sun with it's white rays of light that shine down to the Earth.. I have never heard the birds sing in the morning that greet the new day. I have never seen the wind blow gently through a field of wild grasses. I have never looked out at a vast landscape in the distance. & I have never looked up to see the eternal blue sky. Where is the sun? Where is the beautiful sun? I want to be intimate with the Sun, the wind & the sky. But, I will never see this Sun that I so deeply yearn for.
*MY BIRTHDAY: I am a Baby calf. I was born on an industrialized factory farm in August 2010. It was a noisy day at the farm. My mother gave birth to me & I fell to the cold cement ground here in this concrete building. My mother licked me & I felt her gentle touch. I nursed with her & slept near her for only a precious few days. Then an angry Homo Sapien man with a rope & a stick beat me & lead me to my new home: A cage. I struggled with this human & I cried to my mother. I did not want to leave her. I remember seeing my sad mother fade away in the distance as I was taken away. I never saw my mother again.
*MILK, YOGURT & CHEESE: I was born so that humans can eat dairy products such as Milk, cheese, butter & yogurt. My mother will go off now to give her cow's milk to humans – rather than to me. I am only a byproduct of the dairy industry. I will be slaughtered for veal, baby calves liver, leather shoes & leather coats.
*CAGES: Now I am here alone in this small cage, in a fluorescent lit, cold cement building with ammonia fumes & desperate animal sounds. I am fed unpleasant food. I am injected with antibiotics & hormones to plump me up for slaughter. I can not move around. I want to run & jump as all baby animals do. I want to run in a meadow & see the wild flowers & hear the sparrows sing. But, here I am in this alienating, existential & lonely Homo Sapien industrialized factory farm.
*CRAZY: Some of the other baby calves are going crazy. One of them bites at the cage & rocks back & forth all day. Another baby calf hits his head against the cage & kicks the walls trying to escape. & Another calf just lays there all day staring out into space.
*HOMO SAPIENS: The humans who work here are emotionally disturbed people.
*George: There's George who hates animals; He swears at the animals & he beats them; He has a rage deep down in his soul; He was abused as a child; Now as an adult he likes the power & control he has over animals; He enjoys getting revenge on animals for all the shame & humiliation he endured as a child.
*Larry: Then, there's Larry who is part of the human conspiracy against animals; Larry says that God told man to dominate, conquer & exploit animals for human use; Larry doesn't care whether animals feel pain or fear; Larry has turned his brain off in order to kill & eat animals; Larry in turn teaches his children the party line -- that it's okay to harm animals for human use.
*VEAL MEAT, BABY CALVES LIVER & LEATHER COATS & SHOES: A Restaurant, a Grocery store & a Clothing store put in an order for: Veal meat, Baby Calves liver & a Leather coat & Leather shoes – on a Monday. So my farmer calls in a work order for a transport truck on Tuesday & slaughter time on Wednesday. On Thursday I will be the special entrรฉes of the day: Veal with wine & Baby calves liver with onions. On Friday I will be hung on a rack as a leather coat & on display as leather shoes for sale.
*SLAUGHTER: It is February 2011. I am now 6 months old & it is time for me to be slaughtered. I am anemic & weak; I am covered in sores & my spirit is broken. A frowning human comes to take me away this day; He uses a pitch fork to prod me out of the building onto the truck. I stumble into the back of the truck, pushed by other baby calves. When the truck is full, we travel off to the slaughter yard. It is a cold day & the wind blows & I shake. One of the sick baby calves falls to the floor of the truck & is stepped on by other calves; That baby calf dies there alone on that crowded truck: haemorrhaging out, with a broken hip -- while no one in the universe cares. When we arrive at the slaughter house I hear frightening sounds, the cries of the dying in the distance. We walk down a long dark path, in single file. I am so afraid. I have given up all hope. Now it is my turn to die. My life is about to end. Good-bye mother, good-bye other baby calves, good-bye planet Earth. The human puts an electric bolt gun up to my forehead. I hear a loud zap. Electricity races through my head & body; I see lightning; My head & body burn; I stiffen, then I breathe my last breath & I fall to the Earth. & I die.
Mary Hamer
Animal Rights Advocacy Group
SUDESH KUMAR FOUNDATION

