Saddle Up and Ride Your Burger!
I'm late to the game with this one, but better late than never.
To those without a clue, this post is in relation to a recent "scandal" in Irish/UK food safety where horse DNA was found in bargain-basement beef hamburgers [dailymail]. It's shocking because up until this report most people assumed that no animal DNA, of any species, would be found in the hobo-hamburgers. As I see it, having a bit of horse in you is a bonus (no, not up the bum).
The pictures above, are of a German girl who wanted a horse, but her parents bought her a cow instead. She then decided to ride it around like a horse anyway [thelocal.de]. Good for her. And with the money her parents saved, they'll be well able to afford all the counselling fees later in adulthood.
I bring her up as a lot of people, including PETA, made the point that the only reason people balked at the news that they were eating horse is because we find horses all cute and cuddly, and we see them as pets more than food sources. Rubbish. We balked at the notion of horse in beef hamburgers because it wasn't meant to be in there! It's like finding a pubic hair in the stew you made: it's probably yours, but you just can't be sure.
Women love horses don't they? Well some women anyway. I've come across a few that really hate them, but by in large, more women than men will list "Horses" as a hobby. Some go too far though and decide that they want to be a horse. Take this woman for example. She and her boyfriend decided to carve one up just so she could "feel [at] one with a horse" [koinlocal6]. It's reported that they did harvest and consume the flesh too though, so all's well that ends well!
Strange perhaps, but hasn't Bear Grylls made a good living from running around naked and sleeping inside camels? Her only mistake was not selling the footage to Discovery.
This reminds me of a story I read in an newspaper, maybe 12-15 years ago. I think the disturbing nature of it must have kept it stuck in my head. It was a report of an Irish man who was appearing in court because he had gone into a field, with and axe, and chopped a horse to death. I seem to remember that he had no grudge against the horse or owner, but he just felt like doing it. I'm sure I didn't dream it but I can't find an article about it anywhere today.
Hmmm... that's a depressing and morbid way to end, so to finish on a happier note, please enjoy this image of a "Brony Burger" that kloudmutt made back in 2011 [deviantart], and listen to David Christie classic: "Saddle Up [and ride your pony]"
Posted at 00:38