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Saturday, March 15, 2003 |
File This Under Some People Have Too Much Time On Their Hands You know, they were funny for a while. I mean the idots who belong to PETA. They were the usual assortment of idiots, supermodels and actors who "think" (and I use that term loosely) that they have something important to say, and morons who still live in their mom's basement and wear their Mr. Spock ears while watching Star Trek. You know, people who don't have a life (except for the supermodels, we'd all like that gig). The trouble is there is one dangerous group among them that don't fit under any of these categories. I'm talking about the pseudo-intellectual, historical revisionist, self-hating, anti-anything to do with this country or Western Civilization, self-proclaimed geniuses who want to cram their lifestyle choice down everyone else's throats. Now I'm not one for bad treatment of animals. Hell, I've been an environmentalist all my life. I love animals, especially dogs - all except for that bitch I used to live with 8 years ago. And bugs. I hate bugs, but I digress. But these people have now gone way too far in their lunacy by comparing eating meat, fish and poultry to the Nazi Holocaust. You know, these same people will walk by a homeless person and look the other way without giving the poor human a second thought. The problem, as I see it, is that we have it way too good in this country. For all our pissing and moaning (mine included) we're living large and higher on the food chain that any society in the history of the world. We've got more free time, despite our protestations, that any other civilization in history. Just don't tell my boss I said that, that mofo will just toss a few more bricks on my load. And that's the trouble. When people have too much time they start to think. Now this should be a good thing, just ask Plato, Aristole, or my ancestor Marcus. The trouble is some people just didn't quite get all the software patches when the OS got installed in their heads. Therefore, I have resolved to celebrate International Eat An Animal For PETA Day. I'll be going into NYC tonight to celebrate my brother-in-law's birthday after he gets done doing the sound for Movin' Out. I'm thinking of having the following for dinner:
It will be a great evening. Come on, it's time for all of us to do our part! First, I think I'll grab a burger to hold me over until dinner. Now if I can only find those Lucchesi leather boots of mine I'll be all set. 5:13:15 PM ![]() |