Posts Tagged ‘PETA

10
Apr
09

An interesting turn of events

If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you might remember a few posts back where I responded to a rather funny and somewhat silly comment from a supporter of PETA:

You should be strung up and shot for eating meat!

Now, while the comment in itself may look like a death threat, I don’t feel particularily threatened.  Just amused. Especially by the fact that the person who wrote the comment decided to leave her email address on the site.  Oh yes, delkhazragi@hotmail.co.uk.  When you leave a comment on FTD and leave a valid email address, it becomes oh so simple to find out just who the hell you are.  So I subscribed the commenter to a wonderful monthly newsletter about the meat industry and let sleeping dogs lie.

What I wasn’t counting on, however, was that a regular reader to the blog would actually find out who the commenter was/is.  Then again, who could have predicted that typing delkhazragi@hotmail.co.uk into google would yield up such results.  Of course, FTD was the first result.  Ahem!  But more interesting was an article from Our Dogs Newspaper actually on the commenter in question!

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Dina Kazraghi; Virgin flight attendant and animal lover extraordinaire.  Okay, okay.  To be fair, her saving that dog in New Delhi (in 2002 according to ODN) was a cool move.  Of course, she didn’t bother taking her time to save the thousands of starving children there, but still. No good deed goes unrewarded I suppose.  I guess her act of compassion just confused me, considering she advocated my murder on a public blog.  I hope for her sake that it was only meant in jest.

Now Dina.  Yes, you. If indeed you do end up reading this blog post, I’d like to make some things very, very clear to you.  The internet is a very powerful tool, and if you piss someone off chances are that they will find out a way to make your life a misery.  Knowing your email address, name and the fact that you work with Virgin Airlines gives me something of an upper hand.  I could very easily contact VA and tell them who you are and what you wrote on FTD.  That could lead to you being sacked.

But I believe that in this modern economic climate, everybody needs to hold onto whatever job you can get.  Even if that’s being an airhead flight hostess who doesn’t realise the human race is omnivorous.  I’m going to be surprisingly merciful and not contact your employees.  You may argue that me posting up your name, email address and employer on a public blog is an unfair breach of your personal privacy. I say bollocks.  You send the abusive comments and you forego any and all rights to privacy on this fucking blog or anywhere else on teh intarweb.  I’d also be interested in seeing just how commited you are to this premise.  As you’re a flight attendant, if you’re anywhere near Beziers in the south of France before September, feel free to pop in.  You can murder me if you wish, string me up and turn me into J-Nuggets or we can simply have a friendly and moderated discussion that doesn’t involve death threats. Just remember that I am in a position to possibly put you out of a job.

Sleep tight!

J

29
Sep
08

“Your Daddy Kills Animals!”, yeah well your pamphlets kill braincells

Guess what time it is, kids?  It’s time for James to go on another apeshit rant against the torch-bearers of moral standards… PETA.

I’m a meat eater.  I eat meat.  To those of you who say that man was not meant to eat meat, I have but one thing to say to you: FUCKING CANINES.  I don’t have a problem with people wanting to be veggies.  Fuck, if you want to eat vegetables all the time, that’s your game.  Do what you want.  But what really sticks in my craw (among 95% of modern society’s little shenanigans) is when people call me an evil murderer because I eat meat.  PETA are a bunch of fucking hypocrites, there’s no doubt about it.  Why anyone would join PETA to advocate animal rights is beyond me.  But the worst thing I’ve seen yet is their wonderful anti-fishing pamphlet: “Your Daddy Kills Animals”.  A PDF copy of the pamphlet can be found here, but for those of you who can’t be bothered to click on the link, here’s the gist of it.

Imagine that a man dangles a piece of candy in front of you.  You love candy so you reach for it.  But as you reach for the candy, a giant metal hook stabs you through the hand and you’re ripped off the ground.

PETA seems to be equating fishers here to child molesters.  Nevertheless if they taught their kids half as well as they claim to, they’d teach them first and foremost not to take candy from fucking strangers.  I mean come on, how fucking often is shit like that going to happen?  Not once have I been ripped off the ground by a giant metal hook when reaching for a candy bar at the local shop.  Not fuckin’ ONCE.  Oh, sorry.  Go on, oh Tome of Wisdom.  Please.

You fight to get away, but it doesn’t do any good.  You are caught, and there is nothing that you can do about it.  You’d feel really scared, wouldn’t you?  That would be an awful trick to play on someone wouldn’t it?

Yes, but fish aren’t people.  Fish are fish.  We invented cars, the internet and SFW pornography.  They swim around and procreate; kind of like Michael Phelps on viagra.  OK, so the mention of cars and porn probably makes me look like a stereotypical meat eater, but I stress again: FISH ARE NOT PEOPLE.  FISH ARE FISH.  I don’t agree with sport fishing, I think if you fish it should be because you’re going to eat the fish.  But I don’t believe it’s a crime, either.

Fish may not be cuddly like dogs or kittens, but fish are really smart!  They learn from each other and remember things for a long time.  Just like people, fish can eavesdrop and use tools!

Damn right fish aren’t cuddly.  Try to cuddle a fucking pirahna and you’re up shit creek without a paddle.  If they remember things, then we’ll surely be seeing an army of fish enslaving humans within a couple weeks right?  Right?  Besides, fucking rednecks can use tools, but I don’t see PETA defending them.

Fish suffer and feel pain just as we do. And being hooked, thrown, squished, and cut open while still alive really hurts! Your daddy waits until hungry little fish are tricked by what looks like a tasty lunch. Once they bite down and the sharp hook rips through their lips, your big, strong daddy yanks them out of the water and takes them away from their friends forever!

Being disembowled hurts?  Well I’ll be buggered black.  Pull the other one.

Until your daddy learns that it’s not “fun” to kill, keep your doggies and kitties away from him.
He’s so hooked on killing defenseless animals that they could be next!

First of all.  No he fucking isn’t.  Use logic, people!  Just because he fishes does not mean he’s going to turn Fluffy or Rex into a fucking hat.  Be real.

Coming soon to a bookstore near you: “Your parents rape and murder african orphans because they eat beef!”

-James

25
Oct
07

Are PETA hypocrites?

Before I start this blog, let it be known that I hate PETA with a passion. I think they are hypocrites, so the whole point of this blog is to try and justify my opinion. Nevertheless, as always it’s up to YOU to decide what you think about them. You may agree with me, I don’t know.
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So what IS PETA? To you and me, they’re the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, in other words an animal rights group. Over the past decade or so, their name has become synonymous with the whole concept of animal rights; they promote veganism, denounce animal testing and abstain from any product derived from an animal. No doubt most of you will have been told that they are dedicated to saving animals through clever campaigns and raids on animal testing laboratories. When you take away this layer, which is essentially a very expensive and cosmetic PR campaign, you see that not all things are good in PETALand.

First of all, I think it would be worth taking a look at the head and guiding light of PETA, Ingrid Newkirk. According to Wikipedia, Newkirk (pictured right) is a British born vegan who’s experiences in India concerning the abuse of animals in circuses helped shape her philosophy as it is today. While this seems like a noble enough reason to campaign for animal rights (and believe me, I don’t have a problem with animal rights), one only has to take a look at her will to know that something is wrong.

2. While the final decision as to the use of my body remains with PETA, I make the following suggested directions:

a. That the “meat” of my body, or a portion thereof, be used for a human barbecue, to remind the world that the meat of a corpse is all flesh, regardless of whether it comes from a human being or another animal, and that flesh foods are not needed;

b. That my skin, or a portion thereof, be removed and made into leather products, such as purses, to remind the world that human skin and the skin of other animals is the same and that neither is “fabric” nor needed, and that some skin be tacked up outside the Indian Leather Fair each year to serve as a reminder of the government’s need to abate the suffering of Indian bullocks who, after a life of extreme and involuntary servitude, as I have seen firsthand, are exported all over the world in this form;

c. That in remembrance of the elephant-foot umbrella stands and tiger rugs I saw, as a child, offered for sale by merchants at Connaught Place in Delhi, my feet be removed and umbrella stands or other ornamentation be made from them, as a reminder of the depravity of killing innocent animals, such as elephants, in order that we might use their body parts for household items and decorations;

d. That one of my eyes be removed, mounted, and delivered to the administrator of the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency as a reminder that PETA will continue to be watching the agency until it stops poisoning and torturing animals in useless and cruel experiments; that the other is to be used as PETA sees fit;

e. That my pointing finger be delivered to Kenneth Feld, owner of Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus, or to a circus museum to stand as the “Greatest Accusation on Earth” on behalf of the countless elephants, lions, tigers, bears, and other animals who have been kidnapped from their families and removed from their homelands in India, Thailand, Africa, and South America and deprived of all that is natural and pleasant to them, abused, and forced into involuntary servitude for the sake of cheap entertainment;

f. That my liver be vacuum-packed and shipped, in whole or in part, to France, to there be used in a public appeal to persuade shoppers not to support the vile practice of force-feeding geese and ducks for foie gras;

g. That one of my ears be removed, mounted, and sent to the Canadian Parliament to assist them in hearing, for the first time perhaps, the screams of the seals, bears, raccoons, foxes, and minks bludgeoned, trapped, and sometimes skinned alive for their pelts; that the other ear be removed, preserved, and displayed outside the Deonar abattoir in Mumbai to remind all who do business there that the screams of the cattle who are slaughtered within its walls are heard around the world;

h. That one of my thumbs be removed, mounted upwards on a plaque, and sent to the person or institution that, in the year of my death or thereabouts, PETA decides has done the most to promote alternatives to the use and abuse of animals in any area of their exploitation;

i. That one of my thumbs be mounted in a downward position and sent to the person or institution that, in the year of my death or thereabouts, has gone against the changing tide of societal opinion and frightened and hurt animals in some egregious manner;

j. That a little part of my heart be buried near the racetrack at Hockenheim, preferably near the Ferrari pits, where Michael Shumacher raced in and won the German Grand Prix;

k. That anything else be done with my body that PETA believes will serve to draw attention to and so abate the plight of exploited animals.

Now, what is wrong with this picture? To me, a will that expresses the wish to be turned into a parody of fast food when I pass on, is a sign of mental illness. One needs to question whether Newkirk is quite in her right mind. And as El Sid herself stated, “who the fuck would want one of her severed thumbs mounted on their desk?!” It’s this kind of delusional behavior that shuns people away from the animal rights movement. People see the will on the PETA website and assume that it’s fronted by a mental patient.

But that’s not all I have to say about PETA, oh no. Next in line is the “I’d rather go naked than wear fur” ads that they’re so fond of. Again, it bases itself on a noble concept, the abolition of animal fur in clothing. Let’s face it, we’re in the 21st century now; polyester and artificial fabrics are cheap and easy to make. Sure, they wore skins back in the club-toting days, but they didn’t have Ikea back then.
Again though, PETA have taken this concept and blown it out of the water. Take a look at this add:
Now, ask yourself, to whom does this ad seem marketed? Women? I doubt it. A bunch of lecherous men and sexually repressed teenagers? Likely. And at the end of the day, what does the viewer concentrate on the most; the message behind the ad or the fact that there’s a naked woman on it? You tell me.

Possibly the most insulting part of PETA’s entire campaign would have to be comparing the treatment of animals in mass-farming to holocaust victims. PETA states explicitly that

“like the Jews murdered in concentration camps, animals are terrorized when they are housed in huge filthy warehouses and rounded up for shipment to slaughter. The leather sofa and handbag are the moral equivalent of the lampshades made from the skins of people killed in the death camps.”

While animals are perhaps mistreated in the mass farms, how on earth can anyone lack so much sense as to compare their treatment to that of holocaust victims in concentration camps? Believe me, there is a difference. For one, the concentration camps were specifically created to kill a large number of people, due to malicious intent from the Nazi regime. What is the aim of a farm? To provide food to a mass-consumer base. There is no emotion in a farm. None whatsoever.

And now for the finale, my friends. Did you know that PETA holds a policy on animal euthanasia? Our good old friend Newkirk tells us that

“Our service is to provide a peaceful and painless death to animals who no one wants.”

One has to question her dedication to animal rights. Why doesn’t PETA take it upon themselves to find homes for these animals? Why kill them? There is no logic in this act whatsoever. And do the animals have a say? No, of course they don’t. For an organization who prides themselves on the ethical treatment of animals, they sure enjoy having the last say. But instead, PETA blames people not spaying their animals. Well, fuck me.
One well known case of unnecessary euthanasia concerning animals was in 2005 when the police found over 80 animals had been euthanized and thrown in dumpsters. Among one of these animals was a cat and her kittens. According to veterinarian Patrick Proctor, who had seen the cats before their death, they were adoptable and the PETA employees had specifically stated that they would have no problem finding homes for them.

So are PETA destroying the credibility of the animal rights movement? Here’s my slightly biased evidence. Don’t be content just with what I’ve said, though. Look around the net, find out for yourself and make your own damn mind up. I’m just presenting my point of view.

Stay Sane,

Jay




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