A stray pit bull on the streets of Detroit, MI (photo: coyoteblues)
That was part of the vetrinarian’s response on HBO’s Real Sports’ segment on dog fighting in which he was asked what he thinks about the people that facilitate the underground “sport”. What the old man didn’t realize is that HBO doesn’t have to bleep out his commentary that the people involved in the dog fighting subculture are, as he went on to say, “…low-life pieces of shit.”
Exactly.
The segment, inspired by one of the low-life pieces of shit in the NFL, was difficult to watch, and not just because it had footage of actual dog fighting. And it wasn’t just the video and still captures of the casualties and injuries sustained by dogs — some abducted/kidnapped — to help train the fighting canines. Nor was it the scene in which they euthanize a former dog fighting pit bull; the only humane choice these abused animals are left with.
No, the hardest part about watching the dog fighting segment was the low-life piece of shit they interviewed (his face, hidden in shadows to remain anonymous) who had only just recently quit training and fighting dogs because his “wife couldn’t stand it”. When asked if he missed dog fighting, the low-life piece of shit replies in a sentimental tone, simply “…yes. I loved it.”
It appears that dogs have become the niggers in a persistent American subculture who insists that someone — or something — are slaves for degenerates’ amusement and profit. Perhaps this is why I expected a little more from the NAACP on this issue. Then again, I typically get burned when I hold political action committees up to a high standard.
Tomorrow is my first fantasy football draft. I tried to name this team “My Dog Shit in Michael Vick’s Mouth” but it was too long.
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