So. I consider myself something of an animal lover. I have on occasion thought of going vegetarian but then I am faced with the simple reality that cows are in fact, very tasty animals. Don’t even get me started about pigs, with applesauce.

So I am a huge hypocrite. I love my dogs, hate people being cruel to animals and once shot a film about snakes and how misunderstood they are but I have eaten monkey brain soup.

But you know who’s ‘Animal Rights Activism’ makes me seem like the freakin’ Pope? (Not the current one that looks like a thug and says all the gays are going to hell, though)

PeTA. Thats right. Fucked up capitalisation that all the cool kids love, PeTA.

Where do I begin? In Mumbai a few years ago I called them on a Sunday and found out that their animal emergency help-line only works on weekdays, during business hours but I could press #3 and speak with a PR person. (PR emergencies must be very common in the city then)

But if there’s been an animal emergency, say a dog has been run over on the street or a bird flew into a wire, tough titties. Read more…

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