SLOVAKIA: PHEASANT SHOOTING AT PALÁRIKOVO CASTLE

Source: YouTube.

By Wolfgang von Eschenbach
November 4, 2015

Once they get started, the hunters shoot one shot after another, and soon, before you realise, a Noah´s rain of dead or wounded birds falling down from the sky breaks loose. 

The rain of massacred birds keeps busy the retrieving dogs. The happy masters smile.

This goes on for a long time. 

The gathered hunters, some of whom are probably feeling like a King Louis XIV during a chase, call this "ethical hunting". 

What are they shooting at?

Tame pheasants!

But the business-oriented wardens will tell you that the poor victims come from a "carefully managed" pheasantry (Fig. 1) established in 1752, following the "best game management techniques" available in the field, so that they can thrilled their dispatchers  one day, some of whom have come from many corners of the world, even as far as the United States, just to hunt on the groomed grounds of Palárikovo castle (Károlyi castle, formerly owned by count Ludovit Károlyi) in Slovakia.

Figure 1. "Game managed" (tame) pheasants running around before they are slaughtered in the hunting grounds of Palárikovo Castle in Slovakia. Source: YouTube.

According to Wikipedia (2015), Palárikovo castle is where many of the discussions to create the International Council for Game and Wildlife Conservation (CIC) (French: Conseil International de la Chasse et de la Conservation du Gibier, German: Internationaler Rat zur Erhaltung des Wildes und der Jagd) took place, which was established in 1928. This castle has become the CIC museum (Fig. 2)

Figure 2. Plaque conmemorating the foundation of the International Council for Game and Wildlife Conservation (CIC) at Palárikovo castle in Slovakia. Source: YouTube.

Since the beginning, the CIC has promoted ideals for sustainable and ethical hunting, stressing that hunting and the conservation of wildlife go hand in hand, and gaining global recognition as an independent advisor in the field of wildlife conservation (Wikipedia, 2015).

But what took place at Palárikovo castle on December 2014 cannot be called "sustainable" nor "ethical" hunting.

Besides, there is not such a thing as ethical hunting. Getting your brains blown out with a bullet is not ethical at all. 

Notwithstanding, you might argue that "putting to asleep" an old, crippled or suffering animal, for example, is "ethical".

Also, there is the population ecology aspect which we shall leave outside this arena.

Since this can lead us to an endless discussion over ethical which will take us to a cul-de-sac where the animal´s point of view, with his own opinion on the issue, will always be lacking, let us leave it at that and move on.

The result of the shooting frenzy that took place in 2014 in the fields of Palárikovo castle is shown below: 1519 dead pheasants in a single day (Fig. 3)!:

Figure 3. The death circle of the 1519 pheasants slaughtered in the hunting grounds of Palárikovo Castle in Slovakia in 2014. Source: YouTube.

After the hunters got their fill with pheasants, they took it on wild boar. 

The panicked poor creatures did not know what was happening, for they are so used to seen people in the hunting grounds that they are almost domestic. They are tame boars, i.e. tolerant to human presence.

Here is a short film (Video 1) showing what happened to the unlucky birds and wild boars that day at Palárikovo castle in Slovakia:

Video 1. SCI Bavaria European Chapters Hunting and meeting at Palárikovo Castle in Slovakia. Uploaded by PD Safaris.

Thus, let us ask you the following question:

Can this be really called ethical hunting?

Some people would say yes. Others, no.

It all depends on people´s economics, business intentions, psychological shuffling, fight against hidden fears, palliation of unexpressed and fearful sexual inclinations through killing, search for peer acceptance or social climbing, misdirected fulfilment of unmet emotional needs or extent of personal spiritual growth. They may all come together at hunting.

We call it a pheasant holocaust. Followed by a wild boar slaughtering.

To each his own.

What do you think?


References

Wikipedia (2015). International Council for Game and Wildlife Conservation (CIC). A Wikimedia Project. The Free Encyclopedia. 10 p.

ANIMAL RIGHTS: SHARK´S SUCCESSES IN 2014

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WILD PETRO-CHASING IN THE DESERT

A kogi man with his poporo (Colombia). Source: More Joy Everywhere!

By Gundhramns Hammer
November 5, 2014
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From the Arctic to the tropics and deserts, man´s biggest problem has been not only how to keep alive but also how to keep from dying out of boredom, especially once he has had his fill and has for the next fill. 

And of course, for men, apart from warmongering, it has also been finding a way to get their wick wet: How, where and when to get laid.

Throughout history, man has come up with hundreds of recipes to avoid death from boredom.

Amongst the lucky ones, especially those who landed in an oil rich land, in a world bursting at its seams with millions of hungry people, there are some previledged ones who collecting petro-dollars is a way of life to get a high life to keep boredom out of sight.

So, it is not surprising to find some men using their petro-dollars to get an adrenaline rush in greyhound chases in the desert (Videos 1-3):

Video 1. Wild petro-chasing.

Video 2. More wild petro-chasing.

Video 3. More of the same.

The wise gorilla sends a greeting

Deep in the jungle, there is the story about a couple of gazelles that survived the nasty anthropogenic chases and hunts. 

They immediatelly went to see the wise Gorilla. They told him everything about their recent hell.

Mr. Gorilla was quite upset about it because he had recently lost his mate to the fucking mad trophy hunters (Fig. 1). 

Figure 1. Gorilla slaughter. Source: smh.com.au.

Here is what the wise Gorilla said: 

Greetings to all men and women (Homo insapiens) who engage in psychopathic hunting!

Source: lettersfromladygodiva.blogspot.com.

AL CAZADOR FRITO MALNACIDO LE ZAMPARON TREMENDO TIRO EN EL CULO: ¿ACCIDENTAL O NO?

Fuente: tvtropes.org.

Por Gundhramns Hammer
27 de agosto de 2014
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Malnacido había nacido una mañana de cielo ennegrecido por una tormenta brava que asustó a su madre en el momento de haber nacido a quien esperaba tanto su marido.

Nació con una mueca dándole un aspecto de bandido. Le pusieron de nombre Frito. 

Para rematar a Frito que ya había nacido frito heredó el colorido apellido de Malnacido, el de su padre, un macho curiosamente llamado Comprometido.

Frito creció tan bandido como su padre Comprometido. Ambos eran adictos a la tortura legalizada en los montes, eso que llaman "cacería" los violadores de animales. 

Ese deporte sanguinario lleno de oscuras escusas, reclusas, fusas y semifusas confusas de malnacidos pistoleros de animales que lo practican y la mafia oficial que los apoyan con su enjambre de leyes porque mucha plata sacan de sus adictos por medio de empresas de seguros de caza y subastas sólo para empezar en este mundo sin sentido.

Comprometido y Frito disfrutaban rellenando a tiros a los animales del bosque como viles bandidos de películas de secuaces fritos bajo el ardiente calor desértico en su carrera para aplacar sus sentimientos de rabia ignota, noctámbula y robótica.  

Pero ambos padre e hijo eran malqueridos por mucha gente que los veía como sabandijas peligrosas que había que curar como herida no bienvenida.

Y en el mundo de los perros, Frito y Comprometido tampoco eran bienvenidos. 

Fue así entonces que un día Frito Malquerido se fue de cacería sin su padre pues enfermo estaba Comprometido. 

No hubo suerte en la caza para Frito ese día pero fue bien frito por una bala perdida que dicen las malas lenguas que estaba destinada a propósito por un cazador furtivo para curar las heridas de la gente ofendida que se cruzaba en el camino del ofensor Frito Malnacido. 

Volvió a casa como pudo Frito roto, reventado, convertido en una auténtica fritanga cruda con el culo hecho una tremenda papilla de origen remoto.

¿Accidental o no?

Curar no lo curaron como el médico del pueblo quería curar a este miembro de la familia de los Malnacidos.

El médico ante semejante herida se dio inmediatamente por vencido.

Y Frito Malnacido murió a los dos días sufriendo mucho dolor sin poder cagar por su herida justo en el lugar donde más le dolía en su furia de macho malnacido.

El padre Comprometido juró vengar a su hijo Malnacido.

Hasta hoy día, Comprometido aún vaga por las colinas del pueblo de los malnacidos en busca de la evidencia del desconocido que disparó y derrotó a su hijo Frito Malnacido.

No estaría mal echarle un vistazo a los que han sido baleados como Frito Malnacido.

Para cuyo efecto, recomendamos leer el siguiente artículo escogido entre tanto cinegético escrito sobre hechos parecidos a lo de Frito Malnacido:

Accidentes y muertes por la caza. Presionar AQUI.

FUCKING HUNTERS KILLING ENDANGERED BIRD SPECIES IN EGYPT: HUNTING FOR BLOOD DIAMONDS

By Gundhramns Hammer
August 24, 2013 

Source: CABS.

The most dangerous beast on Earth is man (Homo insapiens). No creature on this planet is safe from this fucking naked ape.

Looking at this planet from the cold perspective of the abundance of evil that occurs on a daily basis, out of man´s hand of course, we could perfectly call Earth a Demon Factory, throwing here and there the few wonderful and really exceptional persons who decide to walk on the good angel´s path.

This stinking fucking beast (Homo insapiens) goes hunting just for the pleasure of killing. Some fucking bastards of this bloody species love torturing and killing animals. 

They travel to every corner of this planet searching what to shoot and bring it down. These happy trigger maniacs are screwing up the populations of animal species that are on the Red List.

For instance, the Committee Against Bird Slaughter (CABS) has recently reported the case of a few Maltese hunters who were killing protected and endangered bird species in Egypt (Video 1).

                          Video 1. Maltese hunters killing endangered birds in Egypt.



Hunters hunting for blood diamonds and narcotics

What looks like just plain hunting under closer examination reveals an unexpected feature. There are hunters that are hunters and there are hunters that are hunters and hunters. 

Some hunters look like hunters but they not real hunters who are hunting the stuff that hunters hunt although they unfortunately hunt like hunters but what they hunt is not what other hunters who are real hunters hunt. 

They are hunting for something else. Some of these fucking bastards are just using the hunter´s hunting disguise to fool whoever is around them. The hunting gear is a cloaking device.

These fucking hunters who are hunters and hunters but are not hunters but hunt and kill like bloody hunters are interested in picking up illegal merchandise (drugs, blood diamonds, etc.) which is then stuffed inside their hunted prey. In short, some hunters belong to the international mafia.

Who could suspect that a shot bird has a small sack of cocaine or diamonds inside the belly, for instance?

Even the hunter´s cooked bird could be used to transport illegal stuff, much like the roasted chickens with an unusual stuffing – $150,000 worth of cocaine, according to Nigerian police.

And the same thing occurs with some fishermen who look like fishermen but are not fishermen!

Thus, if your neighbour says the he is going on a "hunting safari to Africa", he could be telling you without you realising it that "he is going after some blood diamonds or narcotics" but you don´t know jack!!!

So, you people who work for secret intelligentsiya agencies, you´d better put your boots on, stop scratching your balls and do something positive in your life. Go and fuck up the "cacos" (mafiosi)!!

BIG CAT HUNTERS MAFIA: AFRICAN CANNED HUNTING GROUNDS

                         Who´s the human? The leopard!. Source: Hunting Legends.

Text source: YouTube

These horrors are happening every day, and not just in far away countries. Canned hunting grounds are almost as common as golf courses, many of the animals interbred specifically for this "sport". To help stop this practice you can act TODAY. Buy a copy of LAND OF THE FREE here http://www.zeus-publications.com/land_of_the_free.htm (all profits to help preserve big cats) and if you are interested in investing in the feature film adaptation, starring Tippi Hedren, please email: lynn@lynnsanter.com

http://www.zeus-publications.com/land_of_the_free.htm

This Has been posted on Behalf of Author Lynn Santer. The opening Scene is a recreation only and Meryl is no longer with SPCA and lives in the UK

Original source:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUKLFFsiQPk