Sunday, November 22, 2009

Leave them alone.

I'll begin by saying that I'm not a animal rights activist. And I'm not a member of PETA. (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.) I'm not comfortable with liberal organizations. Or any organizations in general.
I'm not opposed to the eating of meat. I, myself, eat meat. I also don't have a problem with people wearing leather or any parts of the dead animal. Come on, if your gonna kill the poor animal, use it to it's full potential. Even ask the Hopi Indian tribe about that. You don't wanna waste perfectly good animal skin when it could support the latest fashion trend. I say, if your gonna spend hundreds even thousands of dollars on leather boots, jackets, wallets, purses, pants and gloves, why not save the animals testicles and wear it for mask on Halloween. Or, save the lower intestines and wear it like a scarf. Live a little.
I do not torture animals and I do not support the torture of animals. I like animals. I don't like seeing animals in pain. I am disgusted with city zoo's. I think it's horrible to see a tiger or a bear locked in a cage so thousands of mindless Americans can walk by with disposable cameras to take picture's of the animals mis-fortune, just because their own lives are bankrupt. As a child, I never enjoyed looking at a Koala bear eating bamboo with that empty stare in it's eyes because humans have stripped it's natural ability to explore the planet by making it a scientific experiment. Zoo's are a sophisticated form animal torture. Animals are innocent creatures. Leave 'em alone.
I have big problems with rodeo's. Big problems. However, I do enjoy watching rodeo's to see these dip shit cowboys get thrown off the bull. When I see the bull seriously injuring these people, I really wish these cowboys end up with a permanent limp, or in a wheelchair as a paraplegic. Or, in desperate need for radical reconstructive surgery. Just because these cowboys are in search of their man-hood. Fuck these cowboys. I cheer when a bull at Pamplona sinks his hoof into some European guys ribs. Or, when the bull drives his horn into the lower intestines of a shithead American tourist. That's what these tourist get for going to another country and being cruel to these bulls.
Remember when Roy, from Sigfried and Roy got moulded by the white tiger? Good. That's what he gets. I have no sympathy for shit like that. None. Nothing would have happened if that tiger was kept in it's habitat.
However, when a bug is intrusive and it enters my home, it will die. As long as it doesn't bug me. If it's not trying to share the part of the room I occupy, then it will not be harmed. But when it starts landing on my nose or if it starts buzzing over my head, then it's engaging in high risk behavior, and chances are, it will die. I have zero tolerance with insects who are a threat to my immune system. Such as spiders. I'm not havin' it when they are the size of a silver dollar or if they are marked with tropical colors. I like tropical colors. Very relaxing. But not on a spider. These creatures will be exterminated immediately. No questions asked.

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