For those of you who read this blog on a regular basis you know that I do not believe that the 2nd Amendment has anything to do with hunting. The 2nd Amendment has to do with freedom and the defense of liberty. And I get nervous when any politician starts a sentence with something like:
“I believe in the 2nd Amendment, the peoples right to hunt…”
But today we’ll stick with hunting and how PETA and other such whack job organizations are pushing me toward blasting Bambi’s head off. Venison is delicious and my father and brother are hunters so I have tasted its delicious deliciousness before.
I just never felt the need to go out and get in touch with my inner Daniel Boone. It’s not that I am squeamish about killing animals (though I draw the line at baby otters…they are just too adorable), most animals are meat and tasty ones at that. I just have other things to do at 0-dark-30 than getting ready to traipse around the woods.
But PETA et al are trying their damnedest to make me get out there.
How? By their complete and utter stupidity. They act so high and mighty and arrogant about the whole thing while in truth they are a bunch of whack jobs who border (or cross) into being terrorists. And I hate terrorists.
Rodney Coronado, proud animal rights arsonist and influential member of the Animal Liberation Front, received more than $70,000 from PETA in 1995 – the same year Coronado admitted in court to the arson of the Michigan State University research laboratory and spent 57 months in federal prison.
PETA also likes to attack Thanksgiving by equating your dog to a turkey in its push to brainwash kids into becoming Vegans. No…seriously.
Then there are the outright lies that PETA propagates that ends up killing pets.
PETA’s “Animal Record” report for 2008, filed with the Virginia Department of Agriculture and Consumer Services, shows that the animal rights group killed 95 percent of the dogs and cats in its care last year. During all of 2008, PeTA accepted 2,216 pets. Of the 2,216 animals, PeTA found adoptive homes for just seven pets. This brings the total animals killed by PeTA from July 1998 to December 2008 up to over 21,000.
“I often receive phone calls from frantic people who have surrendered their pets to PeTA with the understanding that PeTA will ‘find them a good home.’ Many of them are led to believe that the animals will be taken to a nearby shelter. Little do they know that the pets are killed in the PeTA van before they even pull away from the pet owner’s home.” — — Dana Cheek, Former Norfolk SPCA Director
Ingrid Newkirk has never denied this statement. In fact, she has stated that PeTA has never hid the fact that most animals are euthanized as a matter of policy.
Of course there is also the hypocrisy…the dirty dirty hypocrisy of it all. Actress after actress wants to prance around in the PETA ad campaign saying they would rather be naked than wear fur. Really? You won’t wear fur? Well, that might have been more of a statement if this was the roaring ’20’s but considering fur hasn’t be vogue for DECADES I really don’t see your empty statements as carrying much weight. Here’s an idea, how about you go naked instead of wearing LEATHER?
What’s that I hear…deafening silence? I thought so. Wouldn’t want to interfere with your Birkenstocks. Besides, cows are ugly but bunnies and foxes are cute. PETPA…people for ethical treatment of pretty animals.
And then there are the claims of hunters being bad fathers. I am speaking most directly abut PETA’s attack on Paul Ryan stating that he was the #1 Worst Father in America because he went hunting with his daughter. PETA suggests that by teaching his daughter to hunt deer, he might be setting her up for a life of rage, possibly against humans. Going so far as to use the gun controls favorite ploy of exploiting a tragedy to make a sweeping declaration against that which they oppose:
“How appalling to use your influence to desensitize your child to the suffering of others. In fact, the young people who have opened fire on their schoolmates–including 16-year-old Andrew Golden who, along with an accomplice, killed five people at Westside Middle School in Jonesboro, Ark., and 17-year-old T.J. Lane, who killed three people at Chardon High School near Cleveland earlier this year, had first expressed their love of hunting animals. In light of this fact alone, it seems grossly irresponsible to encourage a child to kill for ‘fun.'”
So PETA is made up of liars, hypocrites and terrorists. I feel like I should fight back by killing and eating animals. Turkeys, deer, ducks etc. Just seems right.
But PETA is not the only one. In the UK, animal rights activists are calling for shooting magazines to be listed as top-shelf magazines claiming they are “gun porn”. Animal Aid is campaigning for newsagents to stop selling popular titles such as Shooting Times to readers under 18-years-old. The charity claimed the publications that show images of triumphant children “parading” the carcasses of deer and pheasant are “sick”.
Yeah…because tens of thousands of years of nature, where humans hunted and killed animals to eat is somehow sick. And don’t get me started about “parading” it in the magazines, as I recall there are quite a few cave paintings showing the same thing. In fact, I would say that the topic of hunting its the longest running periodical in history.
Then there are the people who make me want to eat whale meat more than I thought was ever possible. I mean, I love whales and I don’t believe they should be hunted but after stomaching enough of the reality tv show Whale Wars, I just wanted to swing by Japan and order up some big ole Whale steaks and toss them one the grill.
For those of you who are unaware of these self righteous blowhards, the Whale War crew is led by canadian terrorist Paul Watson. A guy so radical that Greenpeace kicked him out. Basically, Watson and his nautical terrorist cells have boats and go down to the Southern Ocean and attack Japanese whaling ships.
Now, I am not naive to buy into the Japanese notion that they are solely doing research (the loophole that lets them harvest whales) but with all the self importance and arrogance that the crews of Watsons small armada pontificate on, it makes me wish for their failure. And as such, their failure means whales being killed and harvested.
The terrorist acts that Watson and his terror cells commit include illegally boarding Japanese vessels, ramming the Japanese ships, tossing butyric acid at the whalers and attempting to disable the ships and leaving Japanese ships stranded on the shores of icy Antarctica.
And to hear how these eco-terrorists cry and whine when the Japanese dare defend themselves (not with guns, though they would be completely in their rights to do so) simply by using water cannons to keep the terrorists at bay, I can’t help but want to get a harpoon and go all Captain Ahab.
So, between PETA, Animal Aid and Watson’s Terrorists actions I have become more supportive of hunting, youth hunting and whaling. Good job.
PETA should rename themselves People for Eating Tasty Animals, because every time I see one of their (or the others) inane ads or hear of some hypocrisy or terroristic act, I go out and eat a steak and smile because meat is tasty.
I’ll wrap this up with part of a bit by Denis Leary entitled ‘Meat’:
I tried eating vegetarian. I feel like a wimp going into a restaurant. “What do you want to eat sir? Broccoli ” Broccoli’s a side dish, folks. Always was, always will be, ok? When they ask me what I want, I say, “What do you think I want!? This is America. I want a bowl of raw red meat right now. Forget about that. Bring me a live cow over to the table. I’ll carve off what I want and ride the rest home!”
Red meat, white meat, blue meat, meat-o-rama. You will eat it. Because not eating meat is a decision. Eating meat is an instinct! Yeah! And I know what it’s about. “I don’t want to eat the meat because I love the animals. I love the animals.” Hey, I love the animals too. I love my doggy. He’s so cute. My fluffy little dog.. He’s so cute- There’s the problem. We only want to save the cute animals, don’t we? Yeah. Why don’t we just have animal auditions. Line ’em up one by one and interview them individually. “What are you?” “I’m an otter.” “And what do you do?” “I swim around on my back and do cute little human things with my hands.” “You’re free to go.” “And what are you?” “I’m a cow.” “Get in the truck, ok pal!” “But I’m an animal.” “You’re a baseball glove!”