Southport Squealer, Part Deux: Run for your life

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April 27, 2005

Run for your life

I wrote yesterday about the escaped bison in Maryland. It doesn't look like this story will have a happy ending, for the bison, at least. According to the New York Times story, the owner of the bison is planning to do in the herd:

But they gave their owner one headache too many. Gerald Berg, who raised the bison on his cattle farm in Stevenson, started his day by jumping on an all-terrain vehicle and chasing the escaped animals. Mr. Berg has been raising bison for about eight years, he said, but no more.

By midday, as the last of the bison were being herded into the trailer, Mr. Berg had decided their fate.

"It's out of hand," he said. "They're going to the slaughterhouse, and they're going to be buffalo burgers."

Damn, dude! Talk about a killjoy. It has always been my policy, that if I ever managed a slaughterhouse or abattoir, I would spare the life of any animal who managed to escape. But if that became common knowledge, I would have to rethink my policy. I think Mr. Berg should implement a similar policy for these freedom fighting bison. And really, what animal is more noble than the mighty bison?

When I was five or six, my parents had the brilliant idea to purchase a couple sheep. I don't know why, but I always thought one of these sheep was named Carlos. Sheep may look cuddly, but they are mean s.o.b.'s. They would knock down the fence and run through the neighborhood, terrorizing our sheep-sized dog, Stanley. Finally, my dad got rid of them. I wonder if he sent them to the slaughterhouse, too? My hunch is he didn't, but who really knows? Maybe he has a heart of stone like Mr. Berg.

Posted by oz115 at April 27, 2005 02:32 PM

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