Pro-hunt barbarians at the gates

Comedy seems to be an essential element to British security alerts. Buckingham Palace is compromised by Batman, while those who invade the House of Commons are apprehended by men in tights.

I heard first about the latter on the radio and have admit to being a little disappointed by TV pictures that revealed the pro-hunting lobby wasn’t getting much of kicking after all (even though I know that’s terribly, terribly wrong). I don’t believe in bashing the BBC, but it has been pro-hunting. It’s relied on reporters embedded in pro-hunt groups (all of whom have gone native) while rarely interviewing the anti-hunt lobby. This will be why pro-hunt protestors chose to tip-off only the BBC on their House of Commons invasion.

Similarly, the reports of alleged police brutality were greatly hyped. Here reactionary pro-hunt blogger Laban Tall displays the worst pictures he could find; a couple of guys bleeding from cuts to the head. Head wounds always bleed surprisingly heavily and these won’t have been have caused by police batons; if they had, they’d be far worse. Meanwhile the Mail, which hysterically likened the clashes to a civil war, also struggled to find any convincing supporting evidence of battered pro-hunters.

The thing is, if you decide to riot and storm parliament you have to expect the odd cut and bruise. But only twelve people required treatment and the most likely cause of injury was crushing and stamping from fellow protestors trying to break the police line. Had they been football hooligans, the police would have got stuck in with proper baton charges and horses leading the way (like hunting, this would have been fun but wrong).

These guys think being ripped apart by hounds is a humane way to die, yet when push comes to shove a little cut to the head is all it takes to bring on the tears.

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5 thoughts on “Pro-hunt barbarians at the gates

  1. Nothing wrong with equestrian sports utilizing the same range of skills as hunting foxes [well, some assert it's still cruelty to horses]. Simply abondon the prospect of running down vermin and have a grand open-field steeplechase event, perhaps with a dummy or decoy prize to be found. Too much to ask, I gather.

    [PS: I'm a fencer; most folks gave up on actual dueling some time ago -- there's plenty of blood in the modern sport, enough to satisfy the blood thirst. That's why I proposed the above analogy.]

  2. Here’s an instance of conversion, not directly related to the hunt, but of crucial relevance. Some years ago, while studying animal behavior at Washington University in St. Louis, we student researchers would donate our spent laboratory rats to the fellow down the hall, a noted ethologist, who studied predator-prey behavior of foxes and wolves.

    A few years later, said researcher turned up as a major player in animal-rights movement, as VP of Humane Society in the US, and was adamantly opposed to the utilization of animals in this sort of scientific research. His name? Michael Fox [schooled in Britain as a veterinarian.]

  3. do we all wear fancy dress and let our dogs accost sheep and every other poor bugger in the way when we catch a mouse, no. do we call it sport, no. Kill vermin if it is justifiable and do not call it sport, at least change the terminology. Bunch of stockin wearing freaks!

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