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Killers are cool

Posted on Sunday 24 February 2008

I don’t know why I never noticed that until tonight. While chatting with my neighbor while looking at the light spiral in the front yard, he told of a documentary he saw about birds of prey and then said about owls, “They’re so COOL!”

That made me realize that all the predators of the world are really cool. No one ever says, “Boy, those pigeons are so freaking cool! I sure do love the way that sheep flock!”

It’s the fox that kill, the wolves that chase, the jaguar that stalks, the falcon that picks prey out of the sky that’s really fucking cool.

Hell, anyone ever hear the phrase, “Damn! This peace conference wrapping up the final negotiations about water rights was so freaking cool I can’t stand it!”? No. Why? Because no one could ever say that without immediately laughing hysterically.

What you might here though is, “Marine snipers are cool!”

Even the pets we tend to keep as a people are the hunters and killers. Cats and dogs hunt. Maybe not those silly foofy inbred monstrosities but little cute kitty purring up a storm is dreaming of slaughtering a million mice and happy doggy is hoping for the day when she can take down a deer and tear it apart with her teeth.

Humans love killing. Humans love the animals that love killing.

But isn’t he so cute the way he plays with that toy mouse.

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