Fish Are Friends, Not Food
posted at 1:54 pm on October 30, 2012 by Duane Patterson
Yes, the presidential race is going to be decided in a week. I realize the storm on the East Coast is bad. But I wanted to bring you a story which epitomizes what happens to a state when liberals and unions run everything, and tax the rational people out of it, leaving behind, well, morons.
California has everything one could possibly desire – pristine climate, mountains, desert, beaches, entertainment. Did I mention climate? What we also have, thanks to Jerry Brown and the labor and teacher union-controlled legislature here preventing any attraction for job creators to stay in the Golden State, are lots of people from whom you’d uncomfortably move away if you met them in person.
Dina Kourda is one such person, and happens to live in the Southern California community of Irvine, scene of a tragic accident a week ago, claiming the lives of over 1,600 pounds of live fish. The former saltwater bass and now open air sushi spread were on their way to a local ranch market when the truck was involved in a three car collision. Names of the fish are being withheld until all next of school are notified.
Ms. Kourda has filed an official request on behalf of the People For the Ethical Treatment of Animals to put up a memorial street sign at the intersection to remember the dead. Not people, mind you. They all made it. She wants us to remember the fish who died here.
What would the proposed memorial sign say, you ask? From the Orange County Register report,
The sign would read, “In memory of hundreds of fish who suffered and died at this spot,” to remind tractor-trailer drivers of their responsibility to the animals who are “hauled to their deaths every day.”
Ms. Kourda’s letter continues, “Research tells us that fish use tools, tell time, sing, and have impressive long-term memories and complex social structures, yet fish used for food are routinely crushed, impaled, cut open, and gutted, all while still conscious. Sparing them from being tossed from a speeding truck and slowly dying from injuries and suffocation seems the least that we can do.”
One can come up with an ocean of humorous responses to this letter, and Ms. Kourda does not address the rampant fish on fish crime plaguing the world’s oceans. But one thing is absolutely certain. Somebody has spent a little too much time watching Finding Nemo on DVD.
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