The title may read like a warning from a 1980s’ Norfolk sex education pamphlet, but this is a post about illegal cockfighting.
Cockfighting is a horrible sport, popularised by Foghorn Leghorn in the 1950s. If a chicken’s got an attitude, don’t partner him up with an uptight dog: there’s going to be conflict. One day, the idiots will learn.
Organised animal fighting is disgusting. There was a programme on the BBC a while ago about dog fighting, and it was truly heartbreaking. Well, I’m here to tell you the animals are fighting back. Jose Luis Ochoa, 35, was killed at an illegal cockfight in California after a cock, for the sake of the story let’s call him Stabby McStabber, stabbed him in the calf with a knife which had been attached to his leg (to make the fights more ‘entertaining’).
Hooray most cry.
But this got me thinking. Watching animals fight in the wild… is kinda cool, and thinking it’s cool is kinda acceptable.
Bet you’ve seen Battle of Kruger, and bet you thought it was amazing.
60 million views!
And watching a praying mantis fight anything is awesome. “Take that you humming bastard.”
And then I think, Jose Luis Ochoa probably had a wife and kids, and he’s probably just partaking in a “past time” (albeit a horrible one) which has been in his family for generations. Then I think about the £3.50 Morrisons chicken I ate for lunch. The poor little battery bastard probably had a much worse life than Stabby McStabber.
And then I think to myself that I’m pretty and that means I don’t have to think.