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“By arresting us — a European-registered vessel, a European crew — in this way, that pretty much ensures the bill banning seal products in Europe will be passed,” Watson told media.
“They did exactly what we thought they might do, but I didn’t think would be stupid enough to do.”

Trial for Mr.Watson and his crew on what grounds and for what reason? This seal slaughter is pointless. When was the last time you went in to the super market and bought any seal meat? This is a savage and idiotic practice that I for one loath. Another government program where my tax money is being spent on garbage. This is a way of life that should be seen for what it is, butchery pure and simple.

No matter what we think of the seal hunt, we must remember that the sealers were doing nothing illegal and they have as much right as anyone else working within the law, to do it safely.

Just because something is legal does not mean it is not dumb. Case in point smoking.

Id just love it if someone "accidently" torpedoed their boat in international waters!

Don't the seals become a problem for the fish stock? Isn't that why we allow the hunting, as a form of culling? If they weren't culled, what would happen to the fishing industry and Maritime economy?

I sure hope you are a vegan, cause otherwise you are a hypocrite.

Why not campaign to end the killing of all furbearing animals? Or is it just because the seals are the cutest?

Don't the seals become a problem for the fish stock? Isn't that why we allow the hunting, as a form of culling? If they weren't culled, what would happen to the fishing industry and Maritime economy?

Just because something is legal does not mean it is not dumb. Case in point smoking.

As always Niss Priceless. Your intelect is inversly proportional to the number of useless posts to your credit.

As always Niss Priceless. Your intelect is inversly proportional to the number of useless posts to your credit.

The main method of killing seals is with a hakapik — a heavy wooden club with a hammer head and metal hook on the end.The use of guns is also allowed, but the hakapik is for some unknown barbaric reason preferred. The hammer head is used to crush the skull, while the hook is used to move the carcass.

Although it is often claimed that the hakapik is an inhumane hunting tool, it is favored by sealers because it allows them to kill the seal without damaging the pelt. Also, with a rifle the sealer runs the risk of hurting, but not killing the seal, causing them to flee, wounded, back into the ocean to die slowly. Further, studies by American veterinary scientists on the use of the Hakapik on the seal hunt carried out on Pribilof Islands of Alaska suggested that it is an efficient tool designed to kill the animal quickly and humanely when used correctly.[2] A report by members of the Canadian Medical Veterinary Association in September 2002 corroborated this claim.[3]

Some years ago a Famous Actress and animal rights activist appeared on the cover of a Famous Magazine holding a white coat pup. I use 'animal rights activist' with some trepidation since said Famous Actress later de-nutted her neighbour's donkey one day when the neighbour was out of town. It seems the Famous Actress became incensed when she caught the poor animal doing the nasty with her ass. Zoot âlors! But I digress.

The ice front that year was about 50 miles east of St. Anthony NF. The Famous Actress had arrived the night before at my location in a private jet, ill suited to visit the killing grounds, so a helicopter was required to transport her to the ice field where the white coats were being slaughtered left and right. The nearest airport that could accommodate the jet was Blanc Sablon, with the apt - in this case - identifier BS. The BS airport at the time boasted a 3500 x 100 foot gravel strip. I had been in there the evening before with a DC-3, so the crew met with me to discuss the runway condition. I advised them to proceed at their own risk since the runway was short and mostly ice and hard-packed snow covered. It was ok for the DC-3, but marginal for their aircraft. In my opinion.

The following morning I headed back to BS with a DC-3 freighter. On arrival, I found a motley crew, including a camerman and a Guy From Greenpeace assembled at the terminal to welcome the Famous Actress. It seems my sage advice had been ignored and the wishes of the Famous Actress took priority. While we were unloading, the jet appeared overhead, performed a careful circuit and began his approach. The pilot did a masterful job, and if the runway had had keys painted on it, he would have planted the airplane on them. The parking area was about 500 feet from the end of the arrival threshold, and the Falcon went by at a great rate of knots in a cloud of snow. One wag expressed the consensus of us watching when he opined 'E ain't gonna get 'er stopped!" We were all wrong. The last couple hundred feet before the end of the landing runway was bare gravel, and he used every inch of it.

The Famous Actress, no doubt blissfully unaware of her near catastrophe, stepped from her ride to the whirr and click of media cameras. The helicopter was ready, the camerman was ready, the Guy From Greenpeace was ready, in short the mission to the killing grounds was a go. Une petite mi-noot. The Famous Actress enquired where she would go if she felt the need to 'faire pipi' on the ice field. The reply was, 'Behind the nearest iceberg.' Zoot âlors!
Not for her to faire pipi in the open. Disgusting. It now seemed the entire trip had been in vain. Famous Actress was adamant she wasn't going anywhere without a place to take a wizz. It looked like the whole shebang would have to be cancelled, when our company ticket agent spoke up. It seems that he had a white coat pup from the year before that had been stuffed by some inbred fecker, no doubt with bad teeth, of an amateur taxidermist from l'Anse Eau Claire NF. Famous Actress could have her picture taken with this amazing likeness - for a small fee of course - if that met with her approval. No sooner said than done. The stuffed seal was produced and pronounced unbelieveably life like. Now where to take the picture. There was no shortage of sea ice in BS that year. Just down the road from the airport there was a pretty cove called l'Anse aux Dunes, frozen solid with ice three feet thick and with raftered floes worthy of Greenland.

Famous Actress, the camera man and the GFG all traipsed off, seal in hand to the little cove. In a few minutes the entire shoot was over, and in two weeks the picture of the Famous Actress holding a darling white coat pup appeared on the cover of the Famous Magazine for all the world to see.

No doubt some of you are puzzled. WTF is he telling us this for they ask. For two reasons, really. One is to show that those dumb, inbred, uneducated feckers can pull the wool over the eyes of every educated prick who reads a certain Famous Magazine, and two, give an example of just what hypocrital sob's the animal rights organizations really are.