The Jackuul Blog

I have written before on my anger in what Michael Vick has done to dogs, however it pales in comparison to what these false prophets of science are doing to these wonderful animals on a daily basis.  After seeing on just a minute of footage from a laboratory where a beagle, yes, a beagle is drooling from the mouth continuously and is in distress for the name of science, then looking as if it is going to die, I had to shut it off.  There is nothing in the name of science that justifies experimentation on dogs, dogs do not share the similarity to humans that would make them a viable animal, and even if there were a few – it is not worth it.  The moment we began this absolute evil way of conducting so-called science we lost our entire purpose on this planet in my opinion.  We experiment on mice; we experiment on primates, pigs, cows, and all sorts of others for their fast breeding, ease of care, importance to agriculture, and closeness to human anatomy.  Do we really need the dog to be harmed in this too?

This sickening display of inhumanity to animals who most of the time used to have owners, and then were taken from shelters, and killed “in the name of science” do nothing more than to further our own decay and morality.  What morality do I speak of?  Well certainly not god – nor a morality created by any religion.  I speak of base morality, that is, dogs are one of our best “friends”.  They save our lives, they give us company, they help the blind and they are just friends.  For humans they give comfort, their ancient relationship with us, just as horses and cats, firmly ingrained in our own species.  To be this deprived and absolutely cruel to these certain creatures that depend on us, rely on us, want to do nothing but please us, is the worst of humanity in that a human capable of doing this to any dependant animal is also able to do it to any dependant human being.  The old, the sick, the weak, the very young, all of them are abused by those who should instead protect in larger numbers than ever before.

My misanthropy is fueled by loathing of our very species, what we have become, what we are today.  Our species is nothing but a failure.  For a time, we were the ones to inherit the earth, to rule it, bend it, make it ours, and master it.  However… instead of being able to handle this responsibility we are squandering, millions starve in Africa, we’re doing what basically amounts to shitting in our own bed when it comes to the environment, and we have old douchebags who are running this country into the ground.  They care only for themselves, and their organizations – screw the future, they won’t be alive then.  In fact, most of the men and women who would have stood up to say “No, that is wrong” are now non-existent having been bred out by stupid idiots seeking stupid idiots and producing offspring who are even more moronic… or they are on welfare and have sixteen kids to support because their education was warped by the mass mind control media.

Our culture has become a culture of illiterate douchebags.  Sure, we can read, but… we don’t.  Instead we ridicule everything and everyone who speaks out, we threaten them with physical violence, and as a world, have become Doucheworld.  Even if a million stood up and said “This is fucked up” it would not matter.  There would be a billion – or six – to beat them back down and continue the fucked up path to doomsday.  Back to dogs.  Well great, we killed Lassie and all the ideal holds in a sterile lab instead of experimenting on one of the many other species to choose from.  Why don’t I care about the other animals?  Because they’re more expendable than Fido and Fluffy… and you just don’t do it to your own creation.

We created dogs, we bred them, we made them from wolves.  I figure, if you want to support testing on dogs – sign away your kids to science too you cold hearted sub-human bastard.  Honestly I am uninterested in hearing any side of the argument because I have heard them and I still say BULLSHIT. Go do the test on a pig, or a monkey.  Leave the canines, felines, and equines out of it.