Ruphus -> RE: Paco - our new dog - (Oct. 5 2015 11:11:15)
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A little pet story. Not really too fitting in here, but I don´t want to pimp my own thread while certain that Peter won´t mind me spoiling a bit in here. Saw a well-made quietly narrating Arab movie with French subtitles, last night. It starts with a young guy waking up from siesta nap with his dog guarding at his bed. He gets up, puts his chap on a leash and heads for the beach. On the way some kids approach, pestering, startling the dog and throwing stones. The guy tries to chase them away and moves on. The dog now overly happy, tenderly pretending to be going after his masters heels while they walk. At the beach the young man puts down his cape and ties the dog to a garbage bin. (Crazy to do, but I know how it is when you risk something hoping for an encouraging exception.) Then he goes for a swim. On return he finds the dog and his jellaba gone. He runs towards diverse groups of people asking whether they´ve seen anything. All blankly denying. He runs further inland to a kiosk asking around, noone cares, and is rather taken buy dress, looking at him in his swimming shorts like at a lunatic. Having grabbed another cape at home he rushes to where the kids hang out and tries to interrogate. A relative of theirs then enters the scene grabs him at the collar, shoving him away and tells him to get lost. Reluctantly leaving, another guy follows him and offers him help for cash. They take the main character´s car and drive to a quarter where shady guys crouch at walls, offering dogs. To no avail. Next they make it to the backroom of a dive where a local pimp says that he has no clue, bu that his own lap dog was hijacked too and that he will let them have a pack of bills if they find and return it. They then head for where the low-life resides that are into dog fighting. On the way however a patrol car comes in sight and the helper panics, jumps out of the car and runs. Our guy follows and tries to help him, so both get cuffed and driven away. But then the cops let them run again. Getting back on foot our guy only sees his car towed off. The helper then takes a p!ss. But our guy has a name now. It´s a youngster working at a butchery. He takes a cab and manages to persuad the youngster in the know who then takes him on the back of a motorized bycicle to the scum. The guys there won´t alow the bike driver to come with them, then they take the main character underground. In the meantime the original helper appears and joins the bike driver outside. Down there in the darkness it has shabby partitions with dogs inside. At one point our guy thinks to have found his pet, and the dog released indeed comes running straight towards him, instinctively realizing that this is a humane individual who could free him of the misery. But it isn´t his dog. Then he mentions the pimp´s lap dog. They pull out a battered, inert little dog and hang him up on its collar. Our guy, seeing how the little dog is irretrievable, now wants to leave. But they put a knife at his throat and empty what´s left in his pockets first. That minute someone alarms a cops coming and the scum runs away. Down the stair come his helpers. One just takes a rock and frees the pet dog from its agony, then puts the body into a plastic bag. The scum returns and our three guys run for their lives. Back to the dive, the pimp won´t allow any feelings to be shown when he pulls out the tattered body from the plastic bag suspended on its leash. He hands out the promissed money to the helper and tells them to just p!ss off. Then he leans against a wall. Our guy however returns to his quarter, fleeced and on foot and now finds his chap in front of his door, killed. Meanwhile in the early morning hours, his friends start digging a grave for the dog. He then takes the hoe from their hands and hits the earth with the soundless rage of his heart. Ruphus PS: About editing the uploaded text, I hear a motor generator started before my house, at the same moment already seeing how a muncipality crew is spraying the trees before my estate and densly fogging in the whole of my yard, with two of the dogs in there. Don´t know whether rushing down, taking the dogs inside and rinsing the yard with water may have helped preventing from what I think to have seen already as effects of pesticides on dogs, or not. After all the poisonous solution ought to be water resistant, and the dogs will have inhaled quite some already. Curious how the crew started their posion gun out of all at my gate while the whol street is evenly having municipal trees, and while I am known for being friendly to animals / going through corresponding repercussions. - I think what above film and my experience convey is that displaying empathy before berserks, to them only means to be presented with their ogre-being, which again makes them sabotaging and terrorizing animal friends, instead of ever thinking over their retard state of emotional intelligence.
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