Monday, January 12, 2009

No Words For This

This story made me so damn mad, I don't know the words to express my anger (emphasis mine):
State wildlife officials say a group of snowmobilers ran over five deer, killing four of them and severely injuring a fifth in what a warden calls a senseless act of cruelty.

Department of Natural Resources warden Ted Dremel said Monday no arrests have been made in the incident that occurred early Saturday morning about five miles south of Waupaca.

Dremel believes three or four snowmobiles were involved in what amounted to a roundup of deer in a farm field. Dremel says one deer was left tied to a tree and choked itself to death. Another deer had broken legs and was euthanized.

Dremel says five miles of snowmobile trails in area have been closed due to the carnage. Some snowmobile clubs have offered $4,000 in rewards for information leading to the arrest of those responsible.

Five miles of carnage? How f'ing sick were these asses?

I tell you, it is stories like this, or the story of Christopher Thomas, that makes me want to get these sick pukes in a room with just them, me and my sword. No guns. They're not personal enough.

And to make it even worse, that happened about 30 miles away from the northern castle. Now where do I go to get away from the idiots of the world?


  1. My hope is that they catch these assholes and throw them in a deep hole.

  2. How horrible!

    Deer, they're such a graceful creature.

    Last fitness session I had a class at 6am, so I would walk to the studio. Every day I encountered a deer or two, even three one day! They're peaceful and most elegant. I never heard them, I would see a poof of snow and off they'd go gliding through the darkness of early morning winter.

    Those men, grrrr. What's next, puppies? Babies? Sheesh... Fucktards.

  3. Looks like they caught them: