define('DISALLOW_FILE_EDIT', true); define('DISALLOW_FILE_MODS', true);{"id":3347,"date":"2010-07-02T15:32:01","date_gmt":"2010-07-02T22:32:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/?p=3347"},"modified":"2010-07-02T15:32:01","modified_gmt":"2010-07-02T22:32:01","slug":"and-then-i-lost-my-faith-in-the-decency-of-humanity","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/2010\/07\/02\/and-then-i-lost-my-faith-in-the-decency-of-humanity\/","title":{"rendered":"And then I lost my faith in the decency of humanity…"},"content":{"rendered":"

Yesterday was Canada Day (Happy birthday, Canada!). HST kicked in for British Columbia and Ontario. Some group of crazies wants to remain a park to something I cannot even pronounce (it’s got a bunch of X’s in it, which supposed<\/em> to have a K sound). People protested in Ontario about the arrests of protesters – I love the symmetry of it all.<\/p>\n

And yesterday, I went for a walk because one of the stores near my house was open despite the holiday and I wanted sprinkles – little red and white ball sprinkles (they only had green, blue, yellow and orange – I think people were too busy making Canada Day cupcakes or something, darn you all).<\/p>\n

On my way home (with orange sprinkles… I love sprinkles too much to leave them all behind in the store), I spotted a group of youngish looking boys (maybe around 10? I’m a horrible judge of age sometimes, but they looked either preteens or younger) hitting what looked to be a ball around on the ground. This was in a back alley sort of area, they had sticks that they probably just picked up off the ground and were having a grand time until a car went by and they all scattered. I walked closer and I had to walk by this ‘ball’ in order to get home.<\/p>\n

It was a cat. Maybe a kitten, but it was a cat<\/em>. It was battered, bleeding, cuts on its body, legs were all bent funny (assholes probably broke the legs), eyes were shut and blood was coming from pretty much everywhere<\/em>. I had no clue what to do (actually, what I really<\/em> wanted to do was drag all those assholes in front of a police officer and have them all charged with something<\/em>). I wasn’t even sure if I could call anyone about it, you know? A person who works in one of the stores nearby saw me and came over. The cat was still mewling, it looked so pitiful. It couldn’t open its eyes, it was trying to move its legs but failing because they were all so awkwardly bent. I told her what happened and she told me to stay there for a bit and she went off. She came back with a small box, some paper towels, we got the poor thing into the box and she said that her neighbour was a vet, that she could see if the cat could get some help.<\/p>\n

I mean, realistically, I know that chances are the cat will get put down. There was just so much damage. I can’t imagine how much pain it was in, what kind of internal damage there was, not to mention all the broken bones from those kids<\/em> who thought it was a game to hit a cat around with some sticks. Like, I can’t even comprehend how someone could do something like this. The cat was outnumbered, overpowered easily by a group of kids. They were all so much bigger than it was, and stronger. I just cannot comprehend how someone can do<\/em> that to something, anything at all. It wouldn’t matter if it was a human, cat or rat. If you’re going to beat<\/em> the crap out of another living thing, I would certainly hope that you have a good enough reason that you can live with it for the rest of your life. I don’t have a problem with people hunting animals for food, but for sport or a trophy? I hate that.<\/p>\n

But what I really hate right now is a select group of boys who beat up a cat in a back alleyway for fun and giggles. I hope they all rot in fucking hell.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It would be a great idea, if you cannot stomach the idea of abuse towards any living creature not to continue reading this blog entry. It would also be a great idea if you don’t like strong language, because I swear when I’m pissed off. Yesterday was Canada Day (Happy birthday, Canada!). HST kicked in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[13],"tags":[62,86],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3347"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3347"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3347\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3349,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3347\/revisions\/3349"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3347"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3347"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imaginarysunshine.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3347"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}