Dog Fighting
Ive been to one dog fight in my life and believe me that was one too many,I still have night mares about the fight and that was over ten years ago,Dog fighting is an insidious underground organized crime that deserves much legal and political scrutiny. The blood sport, once sanctioned by aristocracy, embraced by medieval gentry and later promoted by colonial and Victorian miscreants, is now completely outlawed in the United States. Notwithstanding the absolute prohibition in America, it has reached epidemic proportions in all urban communities and continues to thrive in many rural areas as well. The collective American conscience has long been repulsed by the undeniable brutality within the culture of dogfighting, but the law enforcement community has been regrettably lax in appreciating the full scope and gravity of the problem. Historically, the crime was erroneously classified as an isolated animal welfare issue, and as such has been predominately disregarded by law enforcement. The communities that have been morally, socially and culturally scarred by the menacing pestilence of dogfighting have paid dearly for the apathy of the legal community. From a very early age, children are routinely exposed to the unfathomable violence that is inherent within the blood sport. Even seasoned law enforcement agents are consistently appalled by the atrocities that they encounter at dog fights, yet the children that grow up exposed to it are conditioned to believe that the violence is normal; they are systematically desensitized to the suffering, and ultimately become criminalized. Dog fighters are violent criminals that engage in a whole host of peripheral criminal activities. Many are heavily involved in organized crime, racketeering, drug distribution, or gangs, and they arrange and attend the fights as a forum for gambling and drug trafficking. Within the last decade, enlightened law enforcement agencies and government officials have become cognizant of the clandestine culture of dog-fighting and its nexus with other crimes and community violence. Many individuals continue to deny the existence or scope of dogfighting in America, or they maintain that it is merely an isolated animal welfare issue; however, it is increasingly difficult to defend such an archaic notion in the face of overwhelming legal and empirical evidence to the contrary.Here is a story of two dogs named
Titus and Brutus The dogs seemed to explode out of their restraints, two projectiles flying into the air toward the center of the pit. They met under the gas jets and, leaving a trail of spittle and hair, collapsed in an entangled, heaving heap onto the dirt…
The dogs tumbled on their sides and Titus broke free. He dove back onto Brutus ,catching the back of the brindled dog's head. Brutus shook and jiggered, arched his back, tried to loosen ,Titus the fine hair of his skull blushing gruesomely. Titus threw his head back, yanking Brutus up. He whipped his head down. Brutus hit the ground hard, his legs splaying like the splatter of an overturned pie. But Titus had lost his grip. Brutus twisted his trunk around, swiveled onto his back, front paws revolving, back legs churning in the air. Titus leapt toward his exposed throat. The crowd bellowed, prepared for, anticipating, the blood…
The dirt was turning to syrup around the dogs' tethered heads. The bloody skulls thrashed in a terrible unison, Brutus muzzle gaping helplessly up at the gaslights, Titus grinding downward…
Now the crowd got what it came for. The blood cascaded down Titus breast. Brutus worked his jaws, deepening and widening the wound, aided by Titus jerks and jumps. They lurched together across the pit to the atonal music of the surrounding chorus, Titus muzzle propped on Brutus probing skull…
Stamping, applauding, whistling, yelling, the men demanded their due. Winners or losers, they hungered now for a glorious, fatal finish--a magnificent kill was imminent, but the nightmare shall live within me forever,take care ,steve h.
Dog Fighting
Ive been to one dog fight in my life and believe me that was one too many,I still have night mares about the fight and that was over ten years ago,Dog fighting is an insidious underground organized crime that deserves much legal and political scrutiny. The blood sport, once sanctioned by aristocracy, embraced by medieval gentry and later promoted by colonial and Victorian miscreants, is now completely outlawed in the United States. Notwithstanding the absolute prohibition in America, it has reached epidemic proportions in all urban communities and continues to thrive in many rural areas as well. The collective American conscience has long been repulsed by the undeniable brutality within the culture of dogfighting, but the law enforcement community has been regrettably lax in appreciating the full scope and gravity of the problem. Historically, the crime was erroneously classified as an isolated animal welfare issue, and as such has been predominately disregarded by law enforcement. The communities that have been morally, socially and culturally scarred by the menacing pestilence of dogfighting have paid dearly for the apathy of the legal community. From a very early age, children are routinely exposed to the unfathomable violence that is inherent within the blood sport. Even seasoned law enforcement agents are consistently appalled by the atrocities that they encounter at dog fights, yet the children that grow up exposed to it are conditioned to believe that the violence is normal; they are systematically desensitized to the suffering, and ultimately become criminalized. Dog fighters are violent criminals that engage in a whole host of peripheral criminal activities. Many are heavily involved in organized crime, racketeering, drug distribution, or gangs, and they arrange and attend the fights as a forum for gambling and drug trafficking. Within the last decade, enlightened law enforcement agencies and government officials have become cognizant of the clandestine culture of dog-fighting and its nexus with other crimes and community violence. Many individuals continue to deny the existence or scope of dogfighting in America, or they maintain that it is merely an isolated animal welfare issue; however, it is increasingly difficult to defend such an archaic notion in the face of overwhelming legal and empirical evidence to the contrary.Here is a story of two dogs named
Titus and Brutus The dogs seemed to explode out of their restraints, two projectiles flying into the air toward the center of the pit. They met under the gas jets and, leaving a trail of spittle and hair, collapsed in an entangled, heaving heap onto the dirt…
The dogs tumbled on their sides and Titus broke free. He dove back onto Brutus ,catching the back of the brindled dog's head. Brutus shook and jiggered, arched his back, tried to loosen ,Titus the fine hair of his skull blushing gruesomely. Titus threw his head back, yanking Brutus up. He whipped his head down. Brutus hit the ground hard, his legs splaying like the splatter of an overturned pie. But Titus had lost his grip. Brutus twisted his trunk around, swiveled onto his back, front paws revolving, back legs churning in the air. Titus leapt toward his exposed throat. The crowd bellowed, prepared for, anticipating, the blood…
The dirt was turning to syrup around the dogs' tethered heads. The bloody skulls thrashed in a terrible unison, Brutus muzzle gaping helplessly up at the gaslights, Titus grinding downward…
Now the crowd got what it came for. The blood cascaded down Titus breast. Brutus worked his jaws, deepening and widening the wound, aided by Titus jerks and jumps. They lurched together across the pit to the atonal music of the surrounding chorus, Titus muzzle propped on Brutus probing skull…
Stamping, applauding, whistling, yelling, the men demanded their due. Winners or losers, they hungered now for a glorious, fatal finish--a magnificent kill was imminent, but the nightmare shall live within me forever,take care ,steve h.