It by no means fails, these human rights teams run around the globe attempting to stay their nostril into this and that, and know nothing about the problem or the solution, solely about, what they feel is ethically right, no matter who will get hurt. I am talking in regards to the millions of canines in India. I used to be in India for some time in 1997, and I walked exterior of the hotel, down the black at night time to get some fresh air, and within a matter of minutes, no farther then a half block from the resort, I bought cornered by a half dozen hungry big eyed dogs ready to eat me alive, and I picked up some stones, and a Hindu guard from the hotel heard the dogs growling, and came operating, and he also picked up some stones, and us two threw them on the ready to cost canines, and they ran off.

 Had the person not been there, or asleep, I might not be right here in the current day to jot down these shallow inept, people who march round he world as in the event that they acquired a halo over their heads within the name of human rights, to do humankind a service, typically they turn out to be a part of the problem not the solution. I hope India throws these careless, simple minded, unseasoned people out of their nation, and as a substitute of killing 100,000-dogs, go for a million, that can so some good, especially with the rabies epidemic there, 100,000-will solely put a dent within the problem. I’m not heartless; doges can be utilized for meals or fertilizer for the farmer, for a country the place persons are consuming garbage out of the inns dumpster, or that which is laying on the sidewalks throughout the streets from many motels, which I say on a daily bases.

 In Vietnam, I ate dog stew; it tastes like port, not bad when you are hungry. Maybe I can give you a greater answer, let the Human Rights of us, feed those a hundred,000-dogs, with cash out of their pockets, downside solved, and the canines are saved. However they solely give lip service to the problem, it is like the Good Samaritan, who walks by the dying man and say: why do not somebody do one thing about this poor soul, and retains on strolling to his house, and eats a complete chicken.