A Queer Relationship
This weekend Aintree once again hosted the Grand National. Everyone appears to go mad for it, sweep stakes appear in the workplace and lots of people who never bet any other time of the year part with money to gamble against who will win the race. Not by using any method of skill, simply by choosing the name that best suits their fancy. My niece had a win this weekend, her daughters name is Aurora and this years winner was Auroras Encore. 66-1 as well!
The Grand National is notorious for horse fatalities and since the race began 72 horses have died. Jump races have had a total of 946 horse fatalities since 2007 in just the UK alone. That's a lot isn't it?
The other month the country was outraged because horse meat had been found in lasagnes. Let me get this right, so it's OK for horses to be ridden by midgets and killed for our folly but we're not allowed to eat them? Wouldn't it be less wasteful if when a horse died on the track it was simply shotgunned and banged in pies, lasagnes and fish fingers for the punters to eat?
I don't think I get it.
The Grand National is notorious for horse fatalities and since the race began 72 horses have died. Jump races have had a total of 946 horse fatalities since 2007 in just the UK alone. That's a lot isn't it?
The other month the country was outraged because horse meat had been found in lasagnes. Let me get this right, so it's OK for horses to be ridden by midgets and killed for our folly but we're not allowed to eat them? Wouldn't it be less wasteful if when a horse died on the track it was simply shotgunned and banged in pies, lasagnes and fish fingers for the punters to eat?
I don't think I get it.
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