Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Monday, 23 July 2012
Foxes are foxes, chickens are chickens
I've just read Weaver's post about her local farmers and pheasant-shooters taking matters into their own hands and - for want of a load of pink-coated twats on horseback - going out to shoot foxes (let's hope with something more than No. 6 cartridges), because some other dimwit who fancies having some chuckies clucking around their back yard, is either too stupid or too mean to provide proper care for them.
I know this post is going to produce a load of shit from people who keep chickens, but that's just tough.
Chickens have had their innate stupidity bred into them by humans, who have been more interested in them as egg-machines than they are for any of the modern day reasons, like how quaint or picturesque they appear to friends and relatives, as they eat you out of house and home at the same time as waking you up before dawn every morning.
An 'intelligent' chicken will roost in a tree at night, but may not be quick-witted enough to spot a daytime fox creeping up on it, as it destroys your herbaceous borders in exchange for an egg.
As I commented on Weaver's blog, I am a shooter and a member of the Countryside Alliance (by default), so I come into quite a lot of contact with fellow shooters who will take shots at anything that they are legally allowed to, and these species now include foxes, because Tony fucking Blair turned a blind eye whilst conveniently allowing a lot of parliamentary time to be wasted on whether or not people should be allowed to gallop around the countryside with dogs, at the same time as he was making plans to kill humans on a much grander scale, for the sake of oil and personal/political greed/ambition.
My response to this non-moralistic argument?
IF YOU CANNOT LOOK AFTER YOUR CHICKENS, DON'T KEEP ANY!