Those of you who have been following my journal for a while have seen how I operate. I have strong opinions, but I try (I really do try) to see both sides of any weighty issue that crosses my path. I don't always succeed but I strive to operate from a place of balance and, hopefully, wisdom. I try not to let my emotions get the better of me.
PETA's latest publicity stunt is not something that I can take in stride that way. It baffles and enrages me to the point where I've been seething about it all day, muttering under my breath as I work and certainly baffling George, who has been polite enough not to comment.
Other bloggers have
gotten to this topic before me, and much more eloquently, but if I don't get this off my chest I feel like I'm going to blow a gasket.
First of all, here's the ad they wanted to run.
( An innocent young victim's throat is cut... )Got that in your head? Fully absorbed it? Okay, here we go...
Hey, admistrators of PETA?
Fuck you, up down and sideways, with a rusty fork. I hope you all die in a fire, you self-righteous pig-fuckers (and oh lordy, do I pity those pigs).
May you burn to death slowly, cooking you to perfect tenderness, and then may your deliciously savory flesh be enjoyed by your worst enemies. Your arrogant, heartless, callous use of a family's deepest tragedy to further your own crackpot political ends make you unfit to associate with other, more civilized human beings (who are certainly self-interested and sometimes don't care who they hurt, but seldom to the staggering level of corporate cold-bloodedness that you've just demonstated).
I hope nobody wearing a PETA pin or other identifying mark aligning them with your organization crosses my path until I've cooled off (which is going to take a while), because if they do I'm likely to use my fist to break their face.
You champion compassion while stooping to the lowest depths of manipulative self-interest. Any sympathy I had for your cause is dead, gone, vanished, annihilated by your filthy tactics. May people now see you for what you are and treat you with the contempt and loathing that you so richly deserve.
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Not exactly civilized, I know. But heartfelt, and that's gotta count for something.
If any of you want to unfriend me after this, I'll understand.