This is how the mighty human dynasty ends…behind a fortress of toilet paper rolls. Our defenses weakly fortified with catapults loaded with sanitized goo? Social media is causing the masses to yip and bolt like my cat Sadie when the house creaks unexpectedly. Oh how the mighty have fallen.
So back on June 24th, 2019 (the day after my birthday) and twelve days before I had my heart attack, I wrote a piece detailing the horrific experiments done in the hollow name of science on living, breathing and AWAKE cats and kittens. Writing the piece and thinking about the psychopathic practices of a organization touting itself as an institution of higher learning, made me physically ill. I’m not exaggerating or joking one bit either.
Normally I can infuse some levity and silliness into my posts but there was zero to joke about on this topic. The facts pertaining to their experiments and flawed research was something out of a Mary Shelley novel…only cruelly worse. In this day and age of iPad simulations and medical Virtual Reality technology, the thought of so-called ‘educated people’ to still be bumbling along like researcher neanderthals is tragic and shameful.
Yesterday I received an e-mail notification regarding an on-line petition I signed protesting SUNY University. The petition update alleged that SUNY University has finally ceased this abhorrent practice that they have been perpetrating for over three decades! I truly hope this is accurate. Now I can shift my focus to try to get the powers that be at SUNY to have a conscience and have them donate food and litter to shelters in need for their cat/kitten populace. I doubt they will have any remorse and aim to make any amends but all I can do it try.
Everyone please love one another and of course your furry friends as we approach Thanksgiving. Check back often for more posts or if you are so inclined, give my podcast (The Freak Show on Soundcloud) a listen.
Good morning. Every once in awhile I diverge from my quirky, light-hearted blog writing with some heavier and sobering pieces (see Rabies and Bobcat Babies). Unfortunately yesterday was one of those days (Happy Birthday to me, NOT!).
Mid last week I ran across a Facebook story centered around SUNY (State University of New York). The university system for SUNY contains more than five dozen campus locations and well over 400,000 students. So why should I care about an organization that is hundreds of miles away? Because I love cats.
Below is a four page open letter I wrote to the chancellor of the university after reading multiple articles exposing their practice of using living, breathing, awake and aware cats and kittens in their cruel, torturous experiments in the name of science. I tried to keep my cool in composing the letter and focus on making a logically sound argument balanced with visceral pleas about stopping something that is just fundamentally and morally wrong. I can understand why Ms. Kristina M Johnson and the university powers-that-be trying would be trying to distance themselves from the happenings in the lab. Any reasonable person who isn’t a psychopath should be aghast and repulsed by SUNY’s collective indifference to life and humane actions.
One final thought for Kristina M Johnson and everyone one their Board of Trustees: If you truly believe the procedures performed on these animals are within acceptable and reasonable limits, how about you put yourself in their place and be subjected to the indescribable acts these 4-12 months old kittens and cats have to endure until they have served their purpose and are ultimately destroyed right after? See if you condone their treatment and tormented final living hours then. Please read my letter and share this post with as many animal loving people you can find – far and wide! For more information, please see the attached links at the bottom. Continue reading “Live Animal Testing (Torturing) / SUNY University”
Good day! Today is Monday and below is a breakdown of the hits so far this month on my blog. During the height of my blog’s momentum a few years ago, I was getting around 400+ views a month. As my monthly entries have fallen off, so too has the volume of web traffic. Of the countries on this list, I’ve only visited one of them…but it would be nice to aspire to set foot on the soil of a few more of these. #DareToDream
Have a great Monday!
It seems, at least to me, that just about every year I am writing a blog piece about the local flood waters here in Missouri. There would be a certain contingent who would simply shout, “Just move away already!” OK fair enough but I’m not actually in a flood plain and where I live is above the critically afflicted. How the flood waters affect me is more superficial than anything. A few of the most convenience routes are under water causing me to seek alternative roads that may take a little longer to traverse. There are other people, some known, some unknown who are directly affected and displaced or facing total loss of possessions that are in more peril than myself and could use the relief. Continue reading “Flood Waters 2019”
It is a certain time this morning but I swear it feels an hour earlier! (crickets)
This joke went over about as well as the one I made when dropping off the child at school latchkey this morning. Perhaps the extra earliness took away from the joke’s zing or perhaps it just wasn’t that funny, it matters not! We as a nation should feel outraged that collectively we were robbed of another hour! Stop taking our hours away!
I acknowledge that this practice of adding & subtracting sixty minutes twice annually was to somehow benefit the farming community (although I do not see how) but it is antiquated and should be discontinued! Moving the sunrise up and the sunset up in the short term changes nothing. The amount of work the farmers do is still the same! The rest of us poor schleps have to mentally deal with knowing that we are up an hour earlier with no real benefit. It’s madness I tell you!
OK it’s mostly just whining. This whole moving the clocks/time an hour does nothing to improve my status as a non-morning person. In fact, it probably cements it even more to the extent that I’m less of an early afternoon person based on my internal clock settings.
Moving forward (pun intended), write your global congressmen and women and demand an end to this silly practice of manipulating the clocks! We need every single hour in my estimation!
Everyone have a great Monday (as possible anyway) and talk to you soon!
Good day and welcome to my blog! Some days the topics are as random as they get and others I am very driven to box up a specific point (of view) and deliver it to my readers. Today is one of those such days!
Just a second. I will be right with you…
(Several minutes later)
Have you been helped?
It’s OK to relax in here, this is a relative cyber safe zone. But out in the social media realms, all is fair in love and posting. As of today, I noticed that the hashtag (#) PitMad was trending again. I noticed another one a while back and tried my hand at posting a blurb with a potential story. As you may have guessed, I received no bites offering me instant wealth or even an inquiry to offer more details. So today I threw out a story that I have had circulating in the back of my mind for quite some time. Continue reading “PitMad … The Twitter Game?”
Hello. Do you ever just have those days where you feel like a bum? Before people get their hackles up about the term bum, let me clarify what I am trying to convey. Are there times where you feel like your clothing attire is sub-standard to those around you? In this society where everything is psycho-analyzed to the nth degree, it’s getting near impossible to have normal communications without asterisks and pre-managed disclaimers being proffered at every turn.
Hello and welcome to my blog!
I hope your November concluded well. There are 21.5 days until Christmas! I have done zero shopping for gifts. In my defense I was hoping my luck/skill with the lottery numbers (Powerball) would improve. Alas no dice thusfar, so I shall be forced to acquire awesomely appropriate gifts on a minuscule budget…same as before.
For those who are interested, check out my Twitter account (oohaw94) or Facebook (scott.latta.7) or my two podcasts on the Podbean app (The Freak Show and Sports
Have a great Monday and we will chat again soon!
If you follow my other social media (Facebook, Twitter, podcasts, etc.) then you are probably up to speed on my feelings pertaining to contractors and freelance workers. And when I talk about this situation I cannot stress enough that the things I mention do not extend universally to all contractors and freelance workers. That is a major problem with our society in general these days is that a person will make an observation or statement and immediately those words apply to everyone of a nationality or genre and it simply is unfair and incorrect. Continue reading “Communication is a must!”
So apparently Freddie Mercury really liked cats…this was my take away from the Queen inspired movie Bohemian Rhapsody. Just kidding. Bazinga.
I hope you are having a great start to the month of November. Obviously the term great is relative…so if you had a terrible end to the month of October, perhaps by just having a non-terrible day, that might boost the daily status to great by default.
Anywho, I hope to greatly increase my content over the rest of the month once the wedding is done on the 9th. Unless it goes down like the Red Wedding in Game of Thrones, we should be in a decent place afterwards.
Have a positive week and we shall talk to you soon!
Hello worldwide readers! Feel free to browse around my blog for a wide-ranging list of topics and interesting perspectives on said topics. As many of you know, I am in the middle of a money drought mostly due to my upcoming wedding in less than four weeks. Then in short order afterwards, Christmas shall be here. Hopefully by February or March I will be able to dig out from under the associated debts for these two events or at least that is my plan. At that time (February-March) I hope to get back in the tattoo chair for some new body art and the blood-letting experience that goes with it.