The Grand National
Once again as most of you know that the disturbing and disgusting display that they call The Grand National was today. I believe in my own right that I am able to voice my opinion on the so called tradition they want to uphold every year. I understand that this is something that is watched by many and supported by many, but thinking clearly about the situation and not just about the fact that you can bet money on the poor horses, but on the fact that they harm and if unlucky enough kill themselves during the race. Watching many people file into betting shops in my local town to place their money on the horse they think will win is almost like betting on the one that wont fall, the one that wont injure themselves and the one that won’t die. By betting you are supporting this, supporting the murder of these horses as with harmful injuries they are killed as they cannot work any longer. News was brought to me about one horse in particular being ‘destroyed’ as they put it. No animal should have their death being classed as being destroyed. How would you feel if you were ‘destroyed’ it is unlikely many of you would enjoy that, so why put these beautiful creatures through this torture. TORTURE! that is exactly what you are doing by being apart of this. You watch and shed no feelings on the matter when something disastrous happens, you just turn a blind eye. Something being traditional should be something that focuses on our english heritage. Does this? I do not think so. I am not fully against horse racing as I know that they are bred into this sort of work, but The Grand National triples what a normal horse race does. Making their jumpers higher, using rough terrain making it harder for them to run on and the length of the race in itself. By remedying these small problems the race would be safe and a joyous thing to watch. But by taking a guess, many would believe that taking these things away would not make it ‘Grand’ anymore. Yes, a GRAND display of atrocious behaviour.
Once again two horses of the many that participated died the year of 2012. How many more will have to die before people think and decide that the lives of these gorgeous creatures are more important that one small hour of fun for humans.