Every so often I want to ring the bell and yell ‘Unclean Unclean, abandon all hope ye who enter!’
Usually I feel like this when I feel I ought not do something that goes against the very fibre of my being.
Defending Sarah Palin is such a moment.
I think she is as unsuitable a person for president as Bertie Ahern is- for different reasons of course. I find her voice to be most upsetting to my ears. I find her media hogging family to be just that. I have no real interest in watching her ‘reality’ tv show, I have no real interest in Alaska, it looks cold there and I do not like to be cold. There are so many legitimate reasons to not like Sarah Palin that I find it craw sticking when people pick on something as stupid as Halibut bashing.
For marmalade’s sake! Fish out of water= dead fish, only slow death as it frantically tries to fight for breath. Bashing it over the head, as Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall recommends, results in a much quicker death. Death= death no matter, but quicker death > slow death.
One comment on the wail read – “why bother doing that for tv? why not pick the fish up and throw it back in the water, wouldnt that have been move lovely to see?
I hate it when people use animals suffering on tv for aprogram, it simply shows lack of imagination really.”
I’m gonna go out on a wild limb here and guess they didn’t throw it back to the sea because the plan to EAT IT. This is where fish comes from. This is what many people eat, and this is how it is caught and killed.
Palin might be a complete and utter jackass, but let’s not be on our high horses about a person happy to go out and hunt their own dinner.
