10 April 2001 - Four Year Anniversary of Baby Monkey Shipment

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Four years ago today...

 

10 April 1997, an Air France flight reached Chicago's O'Hare Airport from

Indonesia. Passengers waited anxiously as the plane taxied on the tarmac,

nearing the gate... Passengers were very relieved that the long, tiring

international flight was over, and most looked forward to greeting family and

friends awaiting them at the gate.

 

However, 253 passengers of this flight had no family and no friends awaiting

their arrival. During the long flight, these same 253 passengers had not

received

food and beverage service from smiling flight attendants. They were not

offered an in-flight movie; a magazine, or even room to stretch their aching

legs. These 253 passengers were not returning home... they were not traveling

abroad to visit loved ones.

 

These 253 passengers were crab-eating macaques traveling in the plane's cargo

hold -

packed in 48 crates - and they were forever leaving their home and arriving at

a destination where their fate was unknown.

 

These 253 crab-eating macaques were being shipped by Inquatex, Indonesia, to

LABS

of Virginia in Yemassee, South Carolina. Twenty of these macaques were babies,

some only four weeks old, and 17 of the macaques were pregnant.

 

If you have not already, please take a moment today to remember the baby

monkeys... to lend your voice... to seek justice on their behalf.

 

WHAT YOU CAN DO -

 

Visit IPPL's Action Alerts at http://www.ippl.org/Air_France.htm

and http://www.ippl.org/baby-monkey-case.html for details about the

" Baby Monkeys " case and contact info for sending letters.

 

 

 

Jupiter and the Monkey, an Aesop fable

 

Jupiter issued a proclamation to all beasts of the forest and promised

a royal reward to the one whose offspring should be deemed the

handsomest. The monkey came with the rest and presented, with

a mother's tenderness, a flat-nosed, hairless, ill-featured young monkey

as a candidate for the promised reward. A general laugh saluted her

on the presentation of her son. She resolutely said, " I know not

whether Jupiter will allot the prize to my son, but this I do know -- that

he is at least in the eyes of me, his mother, the dearest, handsomest,

and most beautiful of all. "