I stand accused; caring for animals more than people.

In my defense, there are people I care for, even some I have never met here on WP, and some who I would go to the darkest depths of hell to suffer and die for. But most deserve nothing more than my scorn. It is those who lie in wait and them who have stolen from me, destroyed my property, lied and deceived me, advantaged and undermined me, who have shown me rudeness and disrespect. It is people, not animals, who have tricked, plotted, and cheated me. Tell me then, why would I not care for animals more than people? Why would I eat the only ones who have never fucked over me?

I offer my allegiance with severe prejudice. It is not given to a misogynistic, xenophobic, homophobic, animal sacrificing God who stifles the spirit and takes refuge in the heavens; or to a government who loots my labors to rain war and destruction, sending its young and gullible to kill and die by killing and maiming the sons and daughters of foreign lands and destroying earth and wildlife in the process, nor is it offered the dregs of my species that has for me no amity and treats with irreverence the lives I honor — Let the dregs have what they deserve!

Allegiance is not an airy
possession to spend blindly,
but a living, solemn oath
The halo hovers the heads of few
My allegiance is mine,
mine to offer as I will


  1. Proud to join with you, Peter.
    I’m also a firebrand for sentient animals’ inalienable rights and only loathe the vast majority of my own species. What’s not to loathe about the species that imprisons, tortures, sells, and consumes every creature that it hunts in the wild, tortures in laboratories, breeds for taste, breeds for marginal monetary return, breeds for fashion, stocks live, bets upon, consumes by the trillion, and drives to extinction before the planet it ravages, rapes, and plunders makes a single circuit around its star.
    The founding parents of evilization.

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      1. Charles Lamb (1775 – 1834) wrote the celebrated essay “A Dissertation on Roast Pig.” It is often cited in High School literature classes as one of the best essays ever written in the English language — the gold standard, as it were, probably still is. Here are the concluding paragraphs:

        I remember an hypothesis, argued upon by the young students, when I was at St. Omer’s and maintained with much learning and pleasantry on both sides, “Whether, supposing that the flavour of a pig who obtained his death by whipping (per flagellationem extremam) superadded a pleasure upon the palate of a man more intense than any possible suffering we can conceive in the animal, is man justified in using that method of putting the animal to death?” I forget the decision. 23
        His sauce should be considered—decidedly a few bread crumbs, done up with his liver and brains, and a dash of mild sage. But banish, dear Mrs. Cook, I beseech you, the whole onion tribe. Barbecue your whole hogs to your palate, steep them in shallots, stuff them out with plantations of the rank and guilty garlic; you cannot poison them, or make them stronger than they are—but consider he is a weakling—a flower.

        I’m calling it the “Cold Standard.”

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        1. Just when I thought I’ve come to recognize the magnitude of human cruelty — although mere mortals cannot grasp such depravity. The atrocities committed by people before the earth makes a single circuit around its star is unfathomable; not to mention what brews in their twisted minds. Still, the shock of this Charles Lamb weighs heavy, exemplifying the human mentality and justifying to the nth degree my misanthropy. The “Cold Standard,” yes, it is.

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          1. I actually read this chunk of nihilist crap in high school. “Lamb’s” spewing has been around for centuries now, I hope that jocular crap finds less favor these days, but it’s been a stain on my brain for more than half a century. Sophomoric stuff that sticks like a funny bone in the gullet IMO.
            “Charles Lamb weighs heavy, exemplifying the human mentality and justifying to the nth degree my misanthropy.” Proud of my Nth degree in misanthropic studies. Misanthropy is a virtue.

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    1. Aside from justice lagging, people get what they deserve, in health, in government, in mental anguish, frustration, and annoyance. We can take a certain degree of satisfaction in their misery; whether they acknowledge their suffering or not is irrelevant. They are miserable.

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  2. The human animal needs attention too. There are those profoundly caring and moral individuals who are simply comfortably unaware of what their actions perpetrate. It is upon us to help them to be uncomfortable with the status quo, but in as kind a way as possible so as not to be tuned out.

    I too was ‘evil’ and ‘cruel’ nearly all my life before awakening. I try to remember that as I wear compassion on my sleeve every moment of every day.

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  3. Very thought-provoking- I struggle with this a lot. I have been accused of caring for animals more than people, but most people can be so hard not to hate. I’ve tried, I do try…well.. sometimes, but when everything you see and read, everywhere you go, all the time, you are reminded of how hateful the majority can be, my tolerance vanishes. I now have a very, very low tolerance for people. It’s hard, but when you understand the truth about reality, the distance just opens up between me and them and I find it so difficult to bridge that gap. Wherever possible, I just don’t want to have to associate with most ‘normal’ people – I might as well be from another planet.

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