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Aktion 13


In the early hours of Monday, April 14th, a total of 102 hens were liberated from farms in Gråbo (visited twice the same morning), Linköping and Örnsköldsvik. All hens were caged. The activists did not differentiate between cages of the old or new standard. The sizes of the new modified cages remain the same as in the old, illegal ones, and the new cages still don’t meet the needs of the hens.

Press Release
Action group Pippi to stand trial

The court found the group guilty of larceny. The court found that since they "had disposed of the hens in a manner which appropriated them, their action is to be considered as theft." Their fines amounted to 100x30SEK each. Two members were also sentenced to probation. The court also wrote that, "No evidence has been presented that the farm did not keep the hens in cages approved by the Department of Agriculture or according to current laws." The Animal Protection Act apparently does not fit into the category of "current law".

Action group Pippi (Anders Agebjörn, Sarah Emery, Alvin Lindstam and Björn-Peder Schmid) handed over an appeal against their sentence from September 17.
They appeal on the basis that their action was a case of self-defence on behalf of the hens. They argued the same thing during the original trial, but feel that the court ignored their claim, and sentenced them based on preconceived ideas. The sentence completely ignores the statements from the group’s expert witness. The defendants are reacting to the fact that the court ignored their statements, and Sarah Emery concludes that the Animal Protection Act apparently does not fit into the category of "current law".


The first day of freedom

Additional pictures from the first days of freedom
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The liberated hens have now embarked on a life in safety close to people who will protect them from harm and give them love. They will be able to live proper hen lives, with everything that entails. Among other things they will for the first time be able to raise their wings properly, frolic in the sand, scratch the soil and feel the sun on their plumage. Majja Carlsson and Liv Linder performed the Gråbo action.

Hens from Gråbo Hen from Gråbo

Hen from Gråbo Hens from Gråbo


Ten hens were liberated from the farm in Hundsjö, Gideå, north of Örnsköldsvik. They are currently in their new homes on the countryside, where as soon as they gain some confidence, they will walk around freely and scratch the soil. Ten hens have been given the opportunity to a new life. Thousands – millions – of others remain imprisoned. No one can ever again convince us there are no alternatives. Action 13 Umeå is Åsa Augustsson and Simon Westerberg.

Åsa and Simon remove hens from the cages Åsa and Simon remove hens from the cages

Caged hens Rows of cages


Millions of hens remain caged. We encourage all Swedish consumers to boycott the egg industry this Easter, says Tomas Nilsson, a 29-year-old biologist who participated in the action. The two other members were Gabriel Collin and Hanna Ekegren.

Activists enter Gråbo Hens


The four activists making up Action Group Pippi broke into Täljestad hen farm, liberated 60 hens and left a note for the farm owner. They brought the hens to their new homes where they will be cared for in a way which allows them to enjoy their lives fully.
The name Action Group Pippi was chosen since Pippi (Longstocking) in many ways behaved admirably; with a youthful belief in a better world, she used her strength, struggle, creative naïveté, benevolence, pranks and honesty. They also wished to honour Astrid Lindgren for her work towards the freedom of hens and for her writing.
Alvin Lindstam, student, Björn Schmid, artist, Anders Agebjörn, student, and Sarah Emery, student participated in the action.

Action Group Pippi Two members from Action Group Pippi carry hens to freedom

Hens trapped in cages One hen almost entirely without plumage

Action story by Alvin Lindstam

We pulled the car over by a driveway close to Linghem, a coupe of minutes drive from Täljestad hen farm. We brought out the bags with the gear. I put on my protective suit, mask, headlamp and rubber gloves. Someone reminded me we would later have to push the car and that I shouldn’t be wearing the gloves for that.

We stopped again close to a tunnel going under the highway and everyone except the driver proceeded from there on foot along the same road we had used for our two reconnoitre missions. We thought a car was approaching and dove into the ditch. But we soon realised it was only the sound from the highway behind us. Once at the farm, we made sure there were no lights on in any of the buildings before calling the driver. We waited by a field. It seemed to take forever for the car to appear.

One hundred meters away, the driver killed the engine and headlights and rolled towards us. We pushed it along the small gravel road past the residential house in order to reach the building with the hens. Walking past the house, listening to the sound of the tyres against the gravel, peering up towards the house to make sure no lights were turned on was one of the most nervous moments in my life. The adrenaline soared throughout my body. When we were out of sight, we turned the car around to allow for a quick escape.

I opened the car boot and fetched my gloves and shoe covers. I put on the gloves and placed the shoe covers inside my protective suit to have them handy for when we actually entered. We walked around a pool of excrement and up to the door we had decided to break open.

I don’t recall who did which manoeuvre during the actual breaking down of the door, but we punched the crowbar in underneath the door and bent it up until the two bolts were exposed. It was a special feeling to punch the crowbar in using the soundproof hammer, and then to weigh down on the crowbar and watch the door slowly open.

When we opened the door we were greeted by a terrified cackle and fluttering from three rows of cages directly in front of us. Out of surprise, we slammed the door shut again. Then we composed ourselves, photographed the door and the hens through the opened door. We entered the building with our shoe covers on.

I believe I paused for a moment inside, surprised by the view. I had imagined what the inside of a hen farm looked like, and had prepared for it mentally, but this was much worse than I had anticipated. We looked into the opening mechanism but could not make sense out of it, which forced us to pry open the cages on one side. The first batch of boxes arrived from the car. I grabbed a box and released the first hen into it. I set down the container with water and oats for the hen.

I fetched boxes by the door, opened the containers with hen provisions, and opened and closed the box for each hen that my friend brought from the cages. I had to use extreme care when closing the lid since a wing or claw or head could at any time get in the way. It worked out okay and no hen was hurt in the process of loading the boxes.

After some time one of our group members brought the camera inside and started filming. Everything went smoothly and I was surprised that we had already released almost 60 hens. At one time or another I felt stressed when my friend held up a hen and I had not yet managed to open the container with water. Once I calmed down, however, it worked out fine.

Once all the boxes were full, I lingered for a moment to take some pictures, which I had not yet had time to do. All I managed was one picture of my friends carrying out the last box and then a few more of the hens left in the cages. I would have loved to take more pictures but felt that we should get moving. My friends were waiting outside and priority number one was to get the hens to safety. The others had finished packing the car and had posted the message onto the door. We got into the car and drove off.

As we passed the residence and turned out onto the main road, I felt an incredible release. We had made it, as novice liberators we had managed to free 60 hens from this despicable institution.

I had a great feeling as I phoned my mother and the person responsible for sending out the press release. I would like to conclude with a quote from my friend Anders Agebjörn who also participated in the action:

If I ever had doubts about this, I no longer do. And if I ever hesitated to stand up for someone, I no longer do that either.

Alvin Lindstam

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