I am thinking too much this morning, and I find myself growing very angry. A couple of friends of mine have mentioned their thoughts on animal testing, and they have a right to - no problems there. The trouble is when one begins to see people correlating the utterly wrong actions of certain extreme animal liberation groups with the point itself as to whether animal testing is right or wrong. And as ever, when I feel myself sinking into terrible anger, I fall back upon old stories and books.
So help me now, Mr Blake, show me that Man is not a thing of horror and torture, teach me something to elevate me and make me smile and remind me that I am a lucky daughter of the diamond age.
'Here,' said I, 'is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call'd.' Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open'd the Bible, and lo! it was a deep pit, into which I descended driving the Angel before me, soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter'd; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain'd by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous, and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour'd, by plucking off first one limb and then another till the body was left a helpless trunk; this after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness they devour'd too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy'd us both, we went into the mill, & I in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotle's Analytics.
So the Angel said: 'thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.'
I answer'd: 'we impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only Analytics.'
Yes, they will harm each other, and many more besides.
Oh, what a piece of work is Man.
So help me now, Mr Blake, show me that Man is not a thing of horror and torture, teach me something to elevate me and make me smile and remind me that I am a lucky daughter of the diamond age.
'Here,' said I, 'is your lot, in this space, if space it may be call'd.' Soon we saw the stable and the church, & I took him to the altar and open'd the Bible, and lo! it was a deep pit, into which I descended driving the Angel before me, soon we saw seven houses of brick; one we enter'd; in it were a number of monkeys, baboons, & all of that species, chain'd by the middle, grinning and snatching at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains: however, I saw that they sometimes grew numerous, and then the weak were caught by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with, & then devour'd, by plucking off first one limb and then another till the body was left a helpless trunk; this after grinning & kissing it with seeming fondness they devour'd too; and here & there I saw one savourily picking the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy'd us both, we went into the mill, & I in my hand brought the skeleton of a body, which in the mill was Aristotle's Analytics.
So the Angel said: 'thy phantasy has imposed upon me, & thou oughtest to be ashamed.'
I answer'd: 'we impose on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you whose works are only Analytics.'
Yes, they will harm each other, and many more besides.
Oh, what a piece of work is Man.
Re: Pish and Tosh!
Date: 2006-04-20 05:49 pm (UTC)Now consider this:
http://www.navs.org.uk/about_us/24/0/286/
Where is the law against this wretched negligence, this jovial cruelty?Nowhere. And what is the great gain to humankind of this dog's suffering?Nothing. And who will make this better? No-one.
I have received death threats from a nutter who knew my phone number and my address; the intimidation and threats that followed were for no better reason than that I had offended a LARP pedagogue. Guess what?
Yea, though I walk in the valley of crazed fuckers yet will I fear no evil; for if God isn't with me then something is; and I'll face death threats every day of my life, before I run and hide; cos in the end there is nowhere to run to; someone always knows where you live, and someone always knows your name.
It is the duty of the law to make our lives safe from those who would silence us. And given that duty rightly fulfilled, it is our duty to stand up and speak out for what we believe in.
Apocalypta now
Date: 2006-04-20 06:04 pm (UTC)