The problem with reading blog posts and linked articles on Twitter, YouTube and FB is that you can come across stuff that even as a fairly seasoned vegan you didn't anticipate. Who knew that the training of K9's involves such cruelty? Never occurred to me. Another blind spot on my part I suppose, although every institution engaged in animal use is complicit to some degree in keeping practices secret from the general public. But now that I know, I can't unknow, and the information on the site regardless of its actual accuracy haunts me. Because if this is how many police dogs ARE trained, how can we expect officers to care about other forms of animal cruelty?
Vegans becoming hunters. WTF? Hunting now promoted as a cool hip thing for women to do. The taking of life somehow seen as a badge of gender equality. Again, wtf? And all this nonsense about being "connected" to nature, "knowing" your food, and showing "respect" by becoming a DIY backyard slaughterer. It makes me think Sir James Paul McCartney had it all wrong -- glass walls won't make a damn difference.
So being already annoyed by a sign advertising an annual church-sponsored pig roast on my way to town earlier (guess the Would Jesus Eat Meat Today? booklet I sent them last year didn't have much impact), I then get thoroughly disgusted by some of the glowing but-make-me-puke reviews of the following dreck found on Amazon:
- Chicks with Guns
- Girl Hunter: Revolutionizing the Way We Eat, One Hunt at a Time
- The Mindful Carnivore: A Vegetarian's Hunt for Sustenance
- Everything but the Squeal: Eating the Whole Hog in Northern Spain
and last, but probably the worst of all (although at least it got negative reviews as well)
- Putting Humans First: Why We Are Nature's Favorite
Bah! And having, um, some anger issues, snort, I resort to tweeting and emailing rude responses to dickwads of both sexes. Not effective I'm sure, and not what Colleen Patrick-Goudreau would stoop to, but like I said, anger issues. Sometimes I really DO understand wanting to hide your head in the sand. There are days when I just don't want to hear of another instance where humanity treats other sentient beings like complete crap. The best antidote for me at those times is to burrow my face in my feline's furry belly or indulge in a helping of Chicken Soup for the Cat Lover's Soul. Yeah, I know, singling out one cute species is probably speciesist, but don't you dare tell me that today cuz I'm not in the mood! ;)