The below link is about that unhappy thing I meant to blog about days ago. I saved it as a draft trying to think up what I wanted to express about the story. Basically, I came up with the same hateful thoughts over and over again. I would have no problem returning the same torture to the youths mentioned in this story that they dealt to the puppy. I have a strong distaste for most of humanity… Humanity. Humane. We’re supposed to be the elevated beasts on the food chain yet every day we’re bombarded by stories like this and other atrocities that make me only glad to be upright for one reason: I’m less likely to suffer as this creature did. It’s despicable and horrid… The worst part of all, in my opinion, is that it was a group of youths that thought it was a good idea to do this. Not one sick fucker, but a group of sick fuckers. That’s almost as horrifying as the action itself. I hope they’re found and brought to justice… but then, what can be done to them that would drive the point home about what they did? With an obvious detachment from the suffering of others, can it be possible to punish the sick little bastards? I doubt it. Not without cutting off their hands or crippling them… that, I fear, would be the only way to bring light to the dim bulbs in their heads. What a sad fucking world we live in. Selfishly, I’m glad to be human to help me avoid such potential horrors. Selfishly too, I wish we could wipe out the worthless human beings that this group of youths belongs to- the not so secret society of haters, violence mongers, and useless flesh bags. It’s people like that that are wasting our time, energy and resources for ‘rehabilitation.’ Fuck ’em. Get off my planet. I have no use for you and I don’t believe your sins can be washed from your hands with social programmes and hugs. Fuck you.
BBC NEWS | England | Tyne | Puppy was treated as a football
Wow… guess I got a bit ugly at the end there… I’m not violent, nor hateful typically. I believe everyone deserves respect and trust until they prove otherwise. I live by one rule- call it my religion, my mantra, my motto… maybe you’ve heard it before… It’s called the Golden Rule. “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.” I guarantee that puppy had nothing but trust until he passed away. Battered, blinded and bleeding, that puppy only had trust. I don’t share the deep and optimistic trust that most domestic animals have. Wrong me and then you’ll need to earn it back. But everyone deserves a fair shake, no matter where you’re from, how much money you have, what colour your skin is, what god you worship, if any. Fair shake. Golden Rule.
Not sure where to end this, but I’m done now. Sorry for the buzzkill. I just had to bring attention to this story since it hit me like a cannonball to my gut.
Good night kitties…
(a smooch seems trite…)