(In My Humble Opinion) by R.T. Fitch ~ Author of “Straight from the Horse’s Heart”

This has been a banner week for the horses and that’s something that we cannot lay claim to near often enough.

1.)  The new EU rules are about to kick in which will, in effect, make almost every single horse in the US ineligible for human consumption in Europe.

2.)  The Canadian Government is contemplating a bill that will shutter all of the Equine Slaughterhouses that market horse meat for human consumption.

3.)  The EU is investigating the cruelty that is inflicted upon horses in Mexican slaughterhouses, go figure.

And last but not least; the fanatical, lunatic queen of Horse Eaters herself, Wyoming Rep. “Slaughterhouse” Sue Wallis, showed her true slimy and creepy side to Federal employees and the American public as well.  Caught on camera and on voice recorders she was so outlandish and bizarre that she has been stripped of any relevance or credibility what so ever…same for her chum, David Duquette.

So what are the dark little creepy things doing now that they see their entire limp lifeboat slipping under the waves in their self-induced sea of equine blood?  Their losing their cookies and taking a queue from their Princess of Perversion by spouting nonsense, threats, cuss words and out and out lies.

Let me give you a few examples that have hit the ole comment section here at “Straight from the Horse’s Heart”.  I just HAVE to share these gems with you as it would be rude to keep them all to myself but be forewarned;  if cuss words, stupidity, misspelling, ranting and poor punctuation put you off, then don’t read on as you will be banging your head against the wall wondering how these people function in the real world, let alone the horror that they can reproduce and thereby create more insanity.

Let’s look at letter number one, doesn’t take a real “scientific rocket” to figure out that this person is a kill buyer.  After doing a little internet research I came up with several different options as to who this is but in an effort to protect the innocent, we won’t go public, just yet:

“you idiots dont know what your talking about……. these blind crippled and crazy horses are useless….. we need to kill a few hundred thousand more cause we are running out of land for them……. think about it ….we still get money out of them but not much when you used to be able to get 1k for horses for slaughter and now you cant give one away hardly…………later secondchancelivestockco………..

scott hockman

Well golly gosh Scotty, ole buddy, ole pal, ole chum…my heart goes out to you as horse slaughter has never been dead.  Since the shuttering of the plants in ’07 (dat’s “ought seban” in imbecile language)  there have been more horses trucked across the U.S. boarders to be slaughtered than there used to be butchered right here in the good ole US of A, Scotty.  What about dat?!?

Do you think that maybe the market for horses has slumped because, let me think for a moment, ahhhhh, this is going to be difficult to figure out, hmmmmm….no one has a job or any blinking money you social reject?!?!  What sort of rock have you been hanging out under?  Ever pick up a newspaper and read something other than comics or the TV guide?

And the comment on the “blind, crippled and crazy horses”, what the frig?  You must have been hitting the ole “whacky tobaccy” and got your buddies confused with the horses or something.  I have met a few blind horses, not too many crippled ones as they have difficulty using crutches and few fit in into wheelchairs but crazy, a true crazy horse?  Nope, can’t say that I ever have.  Some of my best friends are horses and not one of them appears to be crazy.  Gifted, playful, stubborn or ornery but not crazy.  About the craziest thing I have ever run into is your nutso, head horse eater,” Slaughterhouse” Sue and that, my friend, is scary crazy.  So Scott, go back to pulling the wings off of flies and let the rest of the sentient world alone.  Oh, sentient…I forgot…I used a word with more than one syllable; that means alive, aware, self-actualized.  Hell, I am just confusing you further, aren’t I; sorry.

Let’s move on, here’s another rat that’s a tad bit restless so he came to visit us this weekend, again.  It’s my ole buddy Bill Hunter, my what an original name.  Billy visited us several weeks ago and had this to say:

“You moron horse huggers are causing the real sufferring of horsesnot the kill plants. How f#%&ing dumb are you idiots? We will still ship the damm things to Canada and Mexico with all the f&%#ing anti transportation laws you c*%&suckers pass! GO straight to hell you animal huggin morons!”

Bill Hunter

Why William, what a potty mouth you have.  I am shocked and entertained as you even spelled “damm” wrong, how Hoover of you.  And how did you know I was a horse hugger, I love to hug our ponies.  There’s nothing wrong with a man showing affection not only to the woman that he loves but to animal companions who add richness to his life.  I am not only secure in my sexuality but very, very comfortable in my own skin, how about you Billy?

But Billy must be ultra- pissed as he dropped by again, today, to leave me another love note.  I just want to reach right out through my computer screen and hug the little horse-eater, he is just so very entertaining, don’t you think?

“Only 2 states have laws banning horse slaughter. Charlie Crist signed some bull shit law the other day! Horse slaughter is legal in all the other states. We need more Sue Wallis’s in the world……common sense poiticians that have solutions for real problems. I suppose you idiots on this post send money to Wayne Pacelle…..now there is a thief !!!!!!!!
As for R T someone needs to take him out behind the barn and whip his stupid ass!!!!!!”

Bill Hunter

Awww…poor Billy still has not figured out how to use spell check but now he is going to whip my “stupid ass”.  That begs the question; how does he know if my ass is stupid?  I mean, I should be glad that he didn’t say he was going to whip my “fat ass” or even worse my “ugly ass” because then I would be worried about who told him.

But instead he is going to whip my “stupid ass”.  Which tells me that Billy is transferring a lot of his own emotions and understanding upon myself because in his limited world of comprehension his brain and center of attention resides in HIS ass so he assumes that my ass is the home of my intellect, also.  Last time I checked that was not the case for I was sitting on my ass and if my brain lived there, it would have a very serious headache about now.  Sorry for your defect William, it would be rude of me to make fun of someone with such a handicap.

But Billy, a little word of advice.  As a man, it is never a good practice to sit behind a keyboard and threaten another man with bodily harm, especially if you do not know anything about who he is, where he came from and what he is trained in and capable of doing.  For I am here to tell you that if you ever attempted to take my ‘charming ass” around the barn to beat it you might quickly learn that it was the last thing that you ever did on this planet.  Suffice it to say that a veteran of two armed conflicts with a final stop in Special Operations might just know how to manage his ” red, white and blue ass” (note I did not say “black and blue ass”).  So tread lightly, William,  and you might live another day to be the poster child for the dark side and to give us the ammunition that we need to progress ever closer to the truth.  (would that make me a “mean ass” or better yet a “bad ass”, yes, I like that one)

And for our grand finale for the day, an individual that many of us who travel the cyber-space trail of advocacy have run into on occasion before, it’s our ole Auctioneer buddy from Illinois, Mr. CJ Oakwood.  CJ grew up on a farm within a nice family in the Midwest.  While the rest of his family moved on to be animal lovers and advocates for those who cannot speak for themselves, old CJ fell off from the Compassion Wagon sometime back and has been struggling with common sense and decency ever since.

CJ has been a visitor here on several occasions but I have simply hit the delete key versus giving him a platform to speak upon.  But his latest effort of making an ass, (oh…I forgot, I am the bad ass) out of himself came in last night as he ranted against Faith Bjalobok, Ph.D., Professor of Philosophy, Duquesne University, Fellow of Oxford Center for Animal Advocacy, who kindly submitted the article “The Requirements of Justice” which is an excerpt from her 20 page document that she will be presenting at the Pennsylvania Bar Animal Law conference in Pittsburgh.

“Horses are meat animals. The bleeding hearts want ALL Animals not to be used for food. Unfortunately, they are liberal, socialist democrats and a few brain dead peoplr of other political parties. Personally, I think your article is full of HORSE SHIT!
Animals do NOT have rights…….they are no human!! They deserve proper treatment and well being, nothing more – nothing less! If you want to keep your animal till it dies fine, but if you want to do other wise you should have that choice.
“As I professor of ethics I know of no accepted religious or secular theory of ethics whose principles would support your claim. This is your problem…..you are a college professor!!!!!

“By their own admission proponents of horse slaughter admit it is in fact cruel because they keep telling us they are working to develop a humane method of horse slaughter.” This is total bull…………………………………………we have humane methods of putting animals down……get your facts straight you college educated idiot!
Personally, we need your thought like we need another oil spill in the Gulf!”

CJ Oakwood

Poor ole CJ struggles with his alter-ego by negating his entire tirade with the comment, “They deserve proper treatment and well being, nothing more – nothing less”. Kinda gets ya right between the ole gluteus maximi don’t it?  This is, perhaps, why ole CJ keeps referring to the 5^th grade as his Senior year.  It sort of makes your heart go out to him and your stomach turn in disgust at the same time. (ohhhh, I just love when that happens.)  Sorry CJ, Faith is above insulting as she has more horse sense and equine knowledge in her pinky finger than you will ever have in your ass, errr..brain. (that ass thing was a lot of fun)

So what’s got these people all riled up?  Why do we suddenly have this tremendous influx of commentators who lack basic communication skills and moral decency crawling out of the woodwork?

It doesn’t take many moments of introspection to land on the fact that they are afraid, they are terrified of their little house of bloody cards falling down.  They don’t want to try to understand people who have a brain larger than a pea; who are not attracted to bright shiny objects; have more than one eyebrow and can count higher than 7 without using their fingers.  They are scared assless, and it shows. (I love this new word)

When you back a rat into a corner it comes out fighting regardless of the size, skill or the tools possessed by its opponent and that is just what these night crawlers are doing, here.  When confronted with the truth and the facts they begin screaming while spiraling down that dark abyss of nonsensical gibberish dusted with ample doses of profanity.  They do it every single time.

So what do we do with these creatures of the night, these bug like things that run for the darkness when you turn the light on?  What do we do?

First, we rejoice because we have them on the run and the cockroaches smell the Raid a coming.

Second, we pump up the volume and load their sinking lifeboat with the wholesome ballast of truth, facts and honesty.

Thirdly, we throw a life ring to those who want to be saved; there may not be many as you just can’t polish a turd but perhaps a few might be worth salvaging.  If we were to turn our backs on them we would be no better than they are.  So have that life ring ready.

And finally; we stay focused and dedicated to the cause, the direction and to each other as we continue to seek out what is right, what is just and what is the best way forward to ensure the safety, welfare and future for our equine companions be they domestic or wild.  They deserve our allegiance and our dedication for without them we would not be where we are today, as a nation, as a world and as a species.

The horses carried us to this juncture in time and it is our turn to carry them to this new victory.  We are almost there and the rats know it.  Keep it light, keep it simple and above all, keep the faith.

May the “Force of the Horse®” be with you, my friends.

“Bad Ass” R.T.

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