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If my brother or son voluntary would step in to a bullring with an angry bull that had been stuck by spears where the goal was to torment the animal for entertainment and as the grand finale when the creature is exhausted from running side to side kill it with a sword i probably would say it was terrible he got hurt but he had it coming.
If not, have you ever been in a slaughterhouse? Yuk..
Mind you, I saw a very nice film about the black pigs in Spain being reared in the open in the fresh air with fresh acorns to eat and nice comfy, clean accommodation to sleep in. The whole family cared for them, with the children even petting them. It was wonderful!
Then they had a family gathering and fiesta and four men gently, but firmly grabbed a selected pig while the family watched and held it on it's back, struggling and squealing upon a rustic, country wooden table while another slit it's throat with a knife. The blood spurted everywhere and they held it while it twitched and bled to death before butchering it for the feast.
A lovely wholesome and natural organic experience indeed for any tree hugger and put me off all these terrible factory slaughterhouses for life!
And? Thats part of the job... I guess he knew what could happen when he decided to become a bullfighter. I think its no big deal for him.
That's right - it's about the eighth time he's been nailed by a bull, only this time it was a big deal for the fans as it could have been fatal (femoral artery). Jose Tomas is a big hero amongst the bull-torturing public, and it was the main headline in the Spanish papers when it happened. Every time he gets "horned" he becomes more of a hero. His release from hospital a couple of days ago was the top news item in the 'Culture' section.
These matadors are some strange people. Maybe it's just me being a wuss, but the thought of a bull's horn sloshing around behind my rib cage and tenderizing a lung, just isn't that appealing. I think I'll try sky diving instead.
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You wanna eat meat you got to be prepared to kill it. We all got soft buying plastic packets of cling filmed flesh !
What's even worse, Kate, is that they went round some Primary schools with a selection of common vegetables..and the kids didn't even know what they were called or how they were grown.
When one kid was asked where chips came from, he said "Asda"..
Well, it seems there is quite a bit of public distaste for La Corrida (even in Spain), so for those with weaker stomachs could I possibly suggest that Bullfighting should evolve (as Flamenco has) and be brought into the 21st century (with DNA manipulation techniques) by introducing the "Wholly Organic Vegetable Fight", with the Matador challenged to fight a bunch of specially bred Wild Killer Turnips...
(These turnips show no mercy...prepare for the event of your life!...Make no mistake...these Turnips ae BIG....and MEAN!! )
Well, I guess it's ok if the turnips have had good lives and are eaten afterwards. If the matador dies I think he should be eaten too, otherwise it's just cruelty for its own sake.
SRShea, that's a great line from The Sun Also Rises. For anyone who is into Hemingway and bullfighting, the ultimate is his work, Death in the Afternoon. And a very good book by Hemingway, published posthumously, is The Dangerous Summer. The Dangerous Summer is an account of the 1959 rivalry in the bullring between Antonio Ordonez and Luis Miguel Dominguin. Ordonez was the more accomplished matador, but Dominguin was also good and came out of retirement to meet the younger (and better!) Ordoniz's challenge. Reading these works makes me long for the old Spain, before the tacky developments along the Costa del Sol and the invasion of Americans (of which I am one), Europeans, and everyone else, even if it was under Franco. I suppose there are still remnants of it left here and there.
ORIGINAL: Ron.M What's even worse, Kate, is that they went round some Primary schools with a selection of common vegetables..and the kids didn't even know what they were called or how they were grown.
When one kid was asked where chips came from, he said "Asda"..
Yeah its tragic, my Godson a city boy was on holiday in Somerset with us and asked why the lambs were in the field. I said because they lived there, and he just kept saying why ? until we confessed up that the sweet baby animals would be eaten. "So that's why Harold does not eat meat " he said and announced he too He would became a vegetarian but it only lasted until the Sunday roast arrived on the dinner table.
Laughed at the idea of 'Veg - fighting" and also reminder to self to re-read Hemingway !
PS Am watching election results Ron - sad news indeed!
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