Raise Your Voice!

20 Oct

Raise your voice!

Don´t be played… like someone else´s board game
Don´t be classed out… like some desperate redoubt
Don´t be misled… you´ve got a lot on your head
And nobody´s gonna pay attention when you are dead

So…Raise your voice!

It´s the primary rule
you gotta want to be fooled
It´s our daunted restraint
that keeps us silent in shame
It´s our nature to be
adversarial and free
Our evolution didn´t hinge
on passivity

So… Raise your voice!

Tough Shit Mickey

20 Oct

foxes cower with their clubs, to escape the human race.

Rabbits run for life, deer take cover in the trees

The mother sighs with disbelief, then prepares the meat.


Liberate… Liberate…

Think what you’re doing

Liberate… Liberate…

The system’s set to ruin.

Liberate… Liberate…

Their life is not for profit

Liberate… Liberate…

We’ve got to fucking stop.

 

Because before too long there’ll be nothing left alive

not a creature on the land or sea, a bird In the sky

they’ll be shot, harpooned, eaten or hunted too much

vivisected by the clever men who prove that there’s no such

things as a fair world with live and let live

the Royal family goes hunting, what an example to give!

to the people they lead and they don’t Include me.

I’ve seen enough pain and torture of those who can’t speak

so I’m gonna speak for them In an all out attack

and if someone tries to whip me, then I’ll fucking whip’em back.

Coz I’ve had enough of the madness. In their theatres of hell

enough of them hounding the fox to the kill

or baby seals being clubbed, their mothers cut up.

They satisfy their greed, their wealths built on blood.

Of their slaughterhouse haunting the back of the mind

the gas chamber of farm life, the end of the line.

 

It’s a shame about that mouse

It Matters To Me

8 Oct

It Matters To Me


As I walked along the seashore
This young boy greeted me.
He was tossing stranded starfish
Back to the deep blue sea.
I said “Tell me why you bother,
Why you waste your time this way.
There’s a million stranded starfish
Does it matter, anyway?”
And he said, “It matters to this one.
It deserves a chance to grow.
It matters to this one.
I can’t save them all I know.
But it matters to this one,
I’ll return it to the sea.
It matters to this one,
And it matters to me.”
I walked into the shelter,
The owner greeted me.
She was helping Misty learn to trust.
She was struggling I could see.
I said, “Tell me why you bother,
Why you waste your time this way.
Misty’s only one of thousands,
Does it matter anyway?”
And she said, “It matters to this one.
She deserves a chance to grow.
It matters to this one.
I can’t save them all I know.
But it matters to this one,
I’ll help her be what she can be.
It matters to this one,
And it matters to me.

Author Unknown

F.U. Hunters

8 Oct

Bill’s all excited about his new rifle. So, he goes bear hunting in Alaska. The first bear he sees is a little brown bear, and he kills it with his first shot. There is a tap on his shoulder, and he turns around to see a big black bear. 

The black bear says, “You’ve got two choices. One, I maul you to death or two, we have sex.” 

He bends over for the bear. He’s sore for 2 days, but he recovers and vows revenge. 
Bill heads out on another trip to Alaska and he finds the black bear and kills him. At that moment there is a tap on his shoulder. A huge grizzly is standing right behind him.
The grizzly says, “That was a big mistake. You’ve got 2 choices, “Either I maul you to death or we have sex.” 

Bill bends over. He survives, but he’s really hurting and takes quite a bit of time to recover, and, he’s outraged!

Sure enough, he heads back to Alaska and finds the grizzly and shoots him at point blank range. There’s a tap on his shoulder. He turns around to find an enormous polar bear.

The polar bear says, “You don’t really come here for the hunting, do you?”

Magic the Miniature Mare

8 Oct

Magic the Miniature Mare

By Katy Steinmetz Monday, Mar. 21, 2011

"Magic" is a well known certified therapy pony

William Thomas Cain / Getty Images

Sometimes heroism can come in the quieter, more unassuming guise of a miniature therapy horse (such as the one seen above). Magic, a blue-eyed mare, regularly visited patients who needed comfort, whether in group homes, hospitals or hospice-care facilities, but one particular interaction gained her recognition as AARP’s Most Heroic Pet in 2010. Magic went to visit a patient who had lived in an assisted-living facility and hadn’t spoken to anyone during her three years there. But the moment she laid eyes on Magic, she said, “Isn’t she beautiful?” Those first words caused the staff to break out in tears, and she continued to communicate from that point onward. The Florida program that brought the two together, Gentle Carousel Miniature Therapy Horses, continues to work its magic in the Sunshine State.

A Burglar Breaks into the Wrong House

8 Oct

Burglar Breaks into the Wrong House

A burglar broke into a home. He heard a soft voice say,”Jesus is watching u”. Thinking it was just his imagination, he continued his search. Again”Jesus is watching u”. He turned his flashlight around & saw a parrot in a cage. He asked the parrot if he was the one talking. The parrot said”Yes”. He asked the parrot his name the parrot said, “Moses”. The burglar asked, “What kind of people would name a parrot Moses?” The parrot said, “The same kind of people who would name their pit bull Jesus.”

“Toby” First dog to save a life using the Heimlich

8 Oct

 Golden Retriever Saves Choking owner

with the Heimlich Maneuver

“Toby” Golden Retriever

Debbie Parkhurst, age 45 was home alone when she choked on an apple. Parkhurst told reporters that she had tried to giving herself the Heimlich maneuver  (unsuccessfully) by beating her chest. She began to lose consciousness when Debbie’s Golden Retriever Toby took action. Maybe Toby got the idea from seeing her beating on her own chest. Toby started to jump on Parkhurst as she lay on the floor helplessly about to pass out. Well the quick thinking canines instinctual response was right on the money because the apple managed to dislodge from Parkhurst’s windpipe.

“As soon as I started breathing, he stopped and began licking my face, as if to keep me from passing out,” said Parkhurst.