I was a vegetarian for ten years.

There.  I said it. 

But I got over it.  I eat meat now.  I love meat (mostly, I still draw the line at veal).  I also love leather.  While I don’t hunt, I’ve got no problem with it.  I actually respect skilled hunters and fishermen.  They’re the best environmentalists I’ve ever met.  Real environmentalists; not pot-smoking white kids with dreadlocks.  God, I hate hippies. 

That being said, I have to explain also that I hold more contempt and burning hatred for PETA than pretty much any other organization out there.  Their hypocracy and idiocy is astounding.  One simple, and quick example of which, is that their Senior Vice-President, MaryBeth Sweetland, the second in command of an organization that advocates not just pure veganism, but also the abolition of zoos, aquariums, and even seeing-eye dogs, is an insulin dependant diabetic.

That’s right.  She uses a producted developed by animal testing and still made directly from animal biological byproducts.  Cute little bunnies have to die so she can eat her doughnuts.  Does she see anything wrong with this?  No.  She says, “I’m not going to take the chance of killing myself by not taking insulin. I don’t see myself as a hypocrite. I need my life to fight for the rights of animals.”  That’s right.  SHE’S not going to die.  Your loved ones who need that research or medicine?  Them dying is okay.

I fucking hate PETA.  I hate them SOOOOO much.  Campaigning for your cause by comparing cattle slaughterhouses to the Nazi Deathcamps?  By showing side by side images from the two above mentioned locales?  I see a big difference, PETA.  One is a pile of dead HUMANS!

Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way:

Michael Vick is a piece of shit. 

It’s one thing if you are unemployed in Waianae and chicken fighting is your only source of income (which, for you Punahou grads, you realize is typically about $300,000 for the house per major tournament).  Michael Vick is already a millionaire.  He’s not doing it for the money.

And he’s not from a foreign culture that has some ancient tradition of dog-fighting as a means of connecting with your gods or ancestors, or where your pit-bull’s fighting strength is the only means for the women of your village to measure your virility.  He’s a pro football player.  He has a mansion.  He has at least two sports cars.  When he even thinks about possibly getting an erection, there is a long line of beautiful women waiting right there to pounce on it.  He’s not fighting dogs because of the nobility of the sport.

He’s fighting dogs because he’s a bloodthirsy asshat who revels in watching two animals rip each other to shreds.  At least in a cock fight, the birds attack each other because that’s what they do.  They are cocks afterall.  Dogs fight because they’ve been abused, tortured and to please their owner. 

I’m truely disturbed by Mr. Adamus’s assertion that Michael Vick “did not hurt anyone.”

Ahem:

Having been involved in the rehabilitation of fighting dogs, let me tell you, there are few things that make you hate humans more.  I can only think of one other job; child protective services worker. 

You are absolutely right.  Vick did not rape or kill anybody.  That’s true.  That’s a far worse crime.  He didn’t drive drunk.  Also true, but I’ve lived in Hawaii for too long to convince me that most of you think THAT’s a mortal sin.  Unless having a glass of water before you leave the bar negates that crime . . . .

Michael Vick does not have a hobby that is “hypocritically considered by many to be cruel.”  He has a hobby that is, unequivocally and completely objectively, cruel. 

If you’ve ever had a pet dog, that you raised from a puppy, I think you would be lying to tell me that you’d put him or her into a ring to get torn to shreds.  That you’d enjoy seeing that.  I suspect, however, that you’ve never had a pet.  When you see how much pain and fear these animals experience, you really should feel something other than pleasure. 

I have no problem with killing animals.  If it’s for a reason beyond entertainment.  See?  Now I’m not a hypocrite.

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