The child who is tied up and bound is called bait. Sounds kind of fucked up doesn't it? But it gets better.
The bait is discarded, probably tossed into a basement somewhere to be used as bait until he is unrecognizable. Then he'll probably join the others before him with a spot in the backyard, in a shallow grave.
The other child will continue to be put in playpens with other defenseless children until he is so riled up, he'll be hungry for the fight. And thats when the event begins. Neighborhood parents will bring their children over to put their kids into playpen after playpen, while money is thrown down over who will win.
Its all for sport. No one really gets hurt. These kids want to fight. Its their human instinct. Only the strong survive, right? Natural selection.
This sounds twisted, distorted, like a bit of insanity. But it happens every day. Innocent animals are put against one another in the name of sport. The weak are used as toys to amp up the blood lust. And yet, its happening more and more and no one seems to be appalled. As if a newborn pit bull weren't as sweet and pure as a newborn child. Whats the difference?
A woman is driving through a school zone and a child jumps out in front of her car. She doesn't slam on the breaks because every one knows that only makes the situation worse...for her. She hits the child dead on and stops about a hundred feet away from the sight. She calls the police. They drag the child to the shoulder of the road and leave it there to rot. The woman is screaming about the damage to her car, while the patrolmen wonder out loud what the hell that kid was doing in this area at a time like this. The nerve.
Far fetched? Not likely. Every time a deer, a rabbit, a possum, a fox is hit while crossing the highway...aren't we in their neighborhood? You hit a deer on the highway and the body is dragged to the shoulder. Everyone is concerned for the damage done to that superficial display of your status and not one thought is put to that animal and its loss.
A man has a moment of anger because another child runs past his own. No contact is actually made and no harm is actually done. But there could have been. So he chases the child down and grabs him by the back of his neck, violently. The kid fights back. The guy loses it and spikes the child to the floor like a football in the end zone.
Does that remotely make sense?
A man has a moment of anger because a cat runs past his child. No contact is actually made and no harm is actually done. But there could have been. He chases the cat down and grabs it by the back of its neck. It fights back and claws at him. The guy loses it and spikes the cat to the floor like a football in the end zone.
Still doesn't make sense, does it?
The regard for animals is something that seems to be irrelevant to people. Having a bad day? Take it out on your dog? Bitchy moment? Feel free to abuse your cat. And I find myself caught somewhere between shocked and irate. These creatures are gifts to this world. Silent embodiments of innocence. Kind of like an infant. These animals, big and small, domesticated and free are the voiceless children in our journey through life. They aren't going to magically grow up and gain a voice. Their only advocate is a loving hand, a proud owner, a lifelong supporter. They are helpless to the hands of the cold, those who are so small they could find relief in inflicting pain on those who cannot fight back.
FTN! to people who use animals as toys, excuses, punching bags and scapegoats. May your afterlife bring you what you have gifted to others tenfold. Animal abuse/cruelty is only a felony in 31 states. And even in those, not enough people are serving the time they should for the pain they have inflicted.
If you want to know more about ways to stop animal abuse, animal laws in your community and how to make a difference, visit and spread the word.
www.animalshelter.org
www.ASPCA.org
www.animallaw.com
Mad love to all living creatures.
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