I'm flying over the northern Gulf of St. Lawrence, where sealers are clubbing and shooting every baby seal they can find.
There are few words to describe the feelings of frustration and helplessness that overcome me when we film this slaughter. We hover, 1000 feet in the air, bearing witness to horrible suffering through monitors. I watch as the sealers aim their rifles, wishing with everything in me that we could warn the unsuspecting pups lolling on the ice meters away. But we can't. Read the whole story: http://www.hsi.org/world/canada/news/dispatches/2012_lfti/seal_hunt_lfti_041012.html