Wednesday, October 26, 2011

When sharks attack...

Confession: I would rather see a human get hurt than see an animal get hurt… or killed for that matter. I realize this sounds a little sick and twisted, but I cannot help it. I have good reason to back this all up, so before you get your undies in a bunch please sit back and delve into this gear grinding topic…

I have a really hard time hearing stories on the news of bears being killed after attacking some people camping in the middle of nowhere. We are in their territory, on their land and yet the bear ultimately suffers for it. In case you didn’t know, bears and other wildlife have to hunt for their food… so when some stupid people trying to take on the wilderness have food that a bear can find, they’re going to attack. I can’t help but not feel bad for the people who were camping because they’re the ones that took the risk to set out and camp with the bears. Idiot humans.

And with that… how is it fair for humans to step foot into the ocean where sharks inhabit and not expect to get their leg chomped off? It’s the risk humans take when their feet hit the water, not the fault of the shark for living in it. I have a hard time watching shark week after seeing a seal getting mangled by a great white, but I have seen a few documentaries with shark attack survivors. Whether they were surfing or swimming they ended up losing something to a shark attack, and in certain situations the shark was killed for it. While I’m not a huge fan of sharks, I find it really disturbing that they’re being killed for living their life in the water and hunting for food. I’ve been into the ocean countless times and have obviously taken the risk myself, but I would never want a shark killed for ripping my arm off. I’m in their territory and it’s the risk I take.  

And then there’s road kill. Raise your hand if you’re guilty of it. I am, and I still have a vivid memory of both times that it happened. Yes, I’ve turned a happy go lucky critter into dead meat on more than one occasion. I still feel guilty to this day. The first time was on my 17th Birthday and I was going to meet up with the soccer team to go tanning together (yes, we actually did that). It was sunny, I was rocking out to some tunes, feeling great that it was my Birthday, and WHACK. Before I could swerve or slam on the breaks there was a squirrel under my tire. With the hopes that I somehow missed it I decided to look into the rear view mirror. Note to self, if you’re anything like me, NEVER look in the rear view mirror to see if you’ve killed the furry critter. The poor squirrel was done for, but his wittle tail was just flapping back and forth. I started crying. I killed a squirrel on my Birthday and ruined my morning. #fail

The 2nd road kill incident was probably worse, although I still cannot say for sure whether or not Ricky Raccoon actually turned into dead meat. Here’s what happened… I was home one weekend in college and was headed to meet up with some friends. I took a right out of the neighborhood and no more than 5 seconds went by and I see not one, but two raccoons chasing each other across the street and THUD. The first one got across unharmed, but I definitely got the 2nd one. I started crying (it’s what I do). I made up a story in my head that these 2 raccoons were just hanging out having some fun, chasing one another and I ended that game real quick. The first raccoon probably turned around wondering where his friend was… Just awful. I called my friend crying and explained what happened and she laughed at me. Didn’t help the situation at all. I’m a murderer and she was laughing at me. #biggerfail

These animals are helpless creatures trying to survive in a world that was once all theirs, and is now overloaded with humans doing stupid shit – camping in the middle of nowhere, surfing in shark infested waters, and even driving like a badass.  




take it or leave it: Is it too soon to start listening to Christmas music? I think not. I know people <ahem, dad> that have been listening and humming holiday jingles since June. I can't help but start getting in the holiday spirit... It's almost November, after all. You can't tell me you don't enjoy singing along to Mariah Carey's 'All I Want For Christmas'! Seriously, it's a classic. Don't hate on it... just join in on the tunes and have yourself a merry little Christmas! 

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