From: curtis@cs.berkeley.edu (Curtis Yarvin)
Newsgroups: talk.politics.animals,alt.peeves
Subject: Re: Alaska Wolf Killing Suspended / interventionist conservation
Date: 9 Jan 1993 03:20:10 GMT
Organization: CS Dept. Snakepit - Do Not Feed.
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In article <1ikv98$939@agate.berkeley.edu> sherw@ocf.berkeley.edu (Gregory Sherwin) writes:
>In article <1993Jan7.233537.19065@igor.tamri.com> donb@igor.tamri.com (Don Baldwin) writes:
>>
>>Animals are animals, Greg, and the fact is that they are under-
>>neath us in the food chain (usually).  Their importance can't possibly
>>compare with ours, so I have to wonder:  why exactly are you engaging in
>>this mental masturbation???
>
>Let me explain it this way - you have people who volunteer at places like
>the California Marine Mammal Center who do so because they believe that
>man has given pinnepeds the short end of the stick.

Jesus.  Look at this maroon.  Just look at him.  Now I'm not one to
judge - "Judge not," saith the Good Book, "lest ye be appointed to the
Supreme Court" - but does a man who can't even spell "pinhead" have
any business moaning about the rights of animals?

Now I'm in the right - oh yes I am.  I've always given pinheads the
long end of _my_ stick; and I intend to continue doing so in future.
II Corinthians 23: "Bend over, I'll drive."

>Many of these people *believe* that every creature on this planet has
>an equal right to life [...]

Of course they do.  And why?  

Because they're stoopid, that's why.  Because they have fuzzy dice
behind their zygomatic arches, and mussels nesting in their medullae.
Christ, Horatio!  Is there no room in your philosophy for the common moron?

I know what you are, boy.  I know where you hide the family jewels.
I've got your index in my Linnaeus.  I know you in my _blood_.  I
know what you'll find when you reach back and touch the back of your
head.  That's right.  Haven't done it yet?  Gingerly now.  Ooh.
Ah.  Shoulda started with a smaller trepan, Greggy my boy;
open-mindedness is not for everyone.  Loosely-packed objects may
escape.

The flaw in your character, my son, the grand canyon on your walnut,
is that you're nice.  You can't help it.  It's in your genes; it's in
your veins.  You were brought up by nice people in a nice place, and if
there were any not-very-nice people around you didn't get to meet
them.

And so, being a person of generally miniscule character, you want to
be nice to people.  You want to accept and you want to be accepted.
So you adopt a philosophy to fit your cranium.  You decide that
everybody's right in their own way; that if Joe Schmoe really
believes in X, well, Joe's a nice guy, so there must be something to
it even if I don't really agree with him.

I need not comment on the astounding supinity of this posture.

>and the threat of being consumed.

And the _threat_ of being _consumed_?  Do I hear you _right_, guru?
So do you advocate converting killer whales to vegetarianism, that
no innocent seal may again feel the terrible threat of being consumed?

Or would you rather equalize matters by releasing lions on Telegraph
Avenue?  

Probably would, come to think of it.  Christ, what a fucking maroon.
Get him a double order of Sodomy, with a Mag-Lite to go, and escort
his hemorrhoids back to talk.bunny-hugging.  Don't let the door slam
him in the ass; I think he's still a bit tender back there.


I had a further discourse prepared, on the subject of Pinnipedae,
but am obliged to desist for the moment, as my seimen is boiling.

c
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