Wow! Time sure flies in the land of the Stupids. It seems like only yesterday we were pointing and laughing and already it’s that time again. Never a dull moment from our intrepid little horse eaters for sure! While some of our usual suspects were relatively quiet because, I can only assume they were nursing headaches from being the online version of a whack-a-mole game for the rest of us, there is never any shortage of PSAs ready, willing and more than able to step up the plate and carry on their moronic mission. So, without further delay, please join me in another round of Point and Laugh Friday! This week is brought to you by the letter `O’ for oblivious.
It would seem Slaughterhouse Sue’s Missouri embarrassment caused deeper wounds than originally thought as she has been all but silent this week and only poked her head out from her self-imposed exile once to comment on an article by The Edmonton Journal. Ole Suey prefaced the article with this statement: “In spite of the headlines, solely designed to add drama and sell papers, there are actually some very good comments made in this article by our International Equine Business Association partners in Canada.” Way to put a spin on things, Suey! The article was actually about the unveiling of an anti-slaughter billboard in Calgary, Alberta and the efforts in Canada to push the anti-slaughter bill, C-322, through (http://www.edmontonjournal.com/business/Protesters+call+slaughter+horses+Alberta/6978133/story.html). One of Slaughterhouse Sue’s little allies, Bill DesBarres, chair of the Horse Welfare Alliance of Canada, stayed true to PSA form by making some rather bizarre and offensive statements in the article as a counterpoint to the protest. “The end of life option of processing is a very real and wonderful option to have for the humane handling and the welfare of all animals” Wonderful???? This little maggot of a man further went onto say that the protest was actually encouraging people to try horse meat and that it is completely healthy. You just know that Slaughterhouse Sue wet her panties to read this and probably wished she was Canadian. At any rate, this was the only time she was heard from this week as she continues to struggle with coming up with a plausible explanation for the bag of lies she told about the Rockville, MO slaughter facility. The good news is that Douchebag Duquette was obviously muzzled and locked in her basement so we didn’t have to decipher any of his incoherent ramblings this week.
Speaking of the brain trust of The United Horse’s Asses, nothing came of Holy Theresa Manzella’s promised big news from the USDA on Monday. Apparently she does not put the `intel’ in intelligence after all. Despite her assurances that a decision would be forthcoming from the USDA on Monday, that day came and went with out so much as a peep about anybody from that agency or Holy Theresa for that matter. I guess she still has not figured out how to actually call the USDA. She did manage to park her head up Slaughterhouse Sue’s ass this week so all was not lost. In a show of undying support and devotion, she preached to the choir as they coordinated their efforts to go swarm a Facebook page that dared to reprint The Kansas City Star article that was featured on this blog a few days ago.
“Ya know what? Sue is a good mother to her children. A good wife to her husband. We’d all be lucky to have a man adore us so. A good Representative to her constituents. I find her strength and clarity of thought amazing and inspirational. They have no legitimate argument, so all they can do is try to discredit her. She’s WAAAYYYY smarter than they could even imagine being. She’ll get this done IN SPITE of their poison”
I just want to go on record as saying that if Rod McQueery was the best I could do for a man, I would happily switch teams or become asexual. He is as repugnant as his greasy wife and rarely has an intelligent thing to say. I wonder if Ole Suey actually pays Holy Theresa for all this cheerleading?
Everybody’s favorite split personality, Mendy Tobiano enjoyed what has to be the most active week ever on their blog. Sadly, the activity was mostly centered around people calling her on her shit and telling her she sucked. The mention of this blog in her comment section sent her into meltdown mode and she proceeded to charge around with her skirt flying over her head screeching that there was a mysterious and nefarious tracking code on this blog (untrue). It would seem the new themes for the Petulant Pony blog is to trash horse rescues (natch) and play the `Poor Me’ card. Astonishingly, even though she complains about people assuming she is NT, Mendy was once again the subject of one of her own postings complete with the admission of multiple calls to animal control with concerns for the condition of her animals. She claimed that the investigator was the one who ended up charged although there seems to be no records of that in her local courthouse records. She provided photographs of her
hoard herd to `prove’ that they were in “good condition”. Besides the dull coats, one picture featured a yearling with a razor back and big old worm gut on it. I’m really not sure what this was supposed to prove other than her horse husbandry skills are probably on par with her intellect. Not good. She claimed she could not provide the actual letters and court documents due to it being an ongoing case against the investigator, so one has to wonder the wisdom of airing all this dirty laundry in public at this point. Mendy Tobiano balanced out the week by whining behind closed doors,playing the victim card, and pretending to be sexy. I must say that at least my own mother doesn’t have to post on a group’s Facebook page to ask me questions any mother should know off the top of her head. In the land of Mendy Tobiano, I guess knowing what your kid’s actual major in college is insignificant when you have all this cyber-flirting to accomplish. I just want to know why I never get any hate mail like she does??????
With Daffy still sequestered in her private page and rarely venturing out to spread her knowledge, it was up to other PSAs to step up to the plate and edumacate us all in all matters of horsemanship. One of the topics this week was basically what to do when a horse pisses you off. Personally, when I find myself getting somewhat irritated with a horse, I try to find a good note to quit on ASAP, because I realize the problem is mostly mine and things are about to head south in a hurry. Not so with our PSAs….
“has anyone else had a horse they wanted to just kill, i have a paint mare that is a hell bitch, she managed to make me so mad today i went a little old school on her, and yes she stayed tied to a post nearly all day, i’m a firm believer in tying horses up for awhile especially if i’m working i don;t want to have to keep catching and saddleing all day”
– contrary to what this asshole thinks, the horse likely does not spend her time tied up `all day’ reflecting on the error of her ways. In fact, other than probably being thirsty and uncomfortable, she probably is thinking that you pretty much suck and that being caught and tacked up is no fun at all. You would think that maybe one of this group might suggest a different method? Of course they don’t! It just opens the floodgate to share their stories of bad horses and abuse. The PSAs sure do seem to have a lot of `bad’ horses.
“This gelding I’m doctoring, he’s healing real well, btw, is the first horse I’ve ever owned that inspired revenge. He is a fence climber, and I’ve never seen one, before, and he’s so big that he damages anything he goes up against, including himself against a spring snap. Anyway, installing the hot wire and watching him hit it and spin and fart, again and again and again…one of the most gratifying and humorous things I’ve ever gotten to do. I’m actually kinda grateful to him for being such a jack ass, sometimes.”
“Lol i had one of those, this mare though is just a nightmare, she broke 2 halters and tried to run over me and kick me….she was a good riding mare could ride her anywhere,until my ex got his hands on her long story….it’s a lot of sppoiled brat not been handle, she was also abused badly, he was a drunk and on crack it took me a year to get her back the foal she had on her was a yearling hadn…..been handled, still sucking and extremely dangerous i saw the writing on the wall with that one i think she’ll come around just need to let her know whose boss,”
There is so much wrong here besides the grammar and spelling, I’m not even sure where to begin. I guess this PSA’s choice in men says a lot about the kind of person we’re dealing with and I feel very sorry for this horse. Actually, I feel sorry for any horse that ends up at the mercy of these asstards.
We all remember the drama that ensued when I questioned the ethics of a rescue supporting slaughter. There were temper tantrums, accusations and people dramatically leaving pro-slaughter groups because they didn’t have the spine to own their own evil. I was the big ole meanie-head for even suggesting that these rescues were pro-slaughter. It seems that at least one of those rescues, decided to just move her support behind closed doors into private group even after her dramatic exit from her regular FB playground. I can’t say this enough, but NOTHING online is as private as people think. Not even the secret groups or the private groups. If you do not know somebody face to face, then they just may be the fox in your hen-house. IF you happen to support slaughter and run a rescue, then say so. If you are so convinced that is the right and humane thing to do, then you should be loud and proud about your beliefs. As it is, your attempts at hiding out just convince me that you know you are scum and people wouldn’t support your stance. At the rate we’re going `Out A Rescue Wednesday’ will end up being a semi-regular feature on this blog and I get the feeling there will be some repeat offenders…..
So all in all, it was a fairly routine week for the PSAs. They continued to swarm various rescue Facebook pages while slapping each other on the ass and high fiving back at the bat cave. One of them decided that he would pick up some spare change by testing the waters as a kill buyer and attended a cheapo sale in hopes of picking up some horses for $8 to bring up to Canada. It turns out there were no horses at that auction, so that leads me to wonder where all these unwanted horses are. General run of the mill fuckery and paranoia abounded…..The coming weeks should provide much amusement as they turn on each other and try to figure out who the `mole’ is and, trust me, there is more than one. ……