"Capt.Mooron" wrote in message
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"Maxprop" wrote in message

That's an excellent question, to which the seal hunters have not offered
an answer. It seems that as long as the pup is stunned from a blow to
the head, the skinning begins. When the pup recovers from being clubbed,
it suffers horribly while bleeding out. Some die from the clubbing, but
many don't.

...and Max knows this since he's been right out there on the ice...taking
pictures! Yup he saw the videos as well. You know.. the videos taken in
1973 when they banned white coat killing and since then have only taken
adolescents by clubbing them the required 3 times with a weighted 35 lb
club that has been proven to crush their skull. Never mind the fact that
if such a club was used on Max... he wouldn't be conscious nor alive long
enough to endure the required 20 min wait prior to skinning mandated since
1973.

You're really pretty good at making this stuff up, aren't ya, Mooron. Like
the hunters would obey such rules, even if they actually existed.

Yup.. you just can't get better than 2nd hand tear jerk info from someone
who thinks "Trophy Hunting" is a sport and heart shots avoid spoiling the
mount....

Spoken like one who hasn't the slightest idea which end of the gun to place
against his shoulder. Figures.

Yup.... next thing you know Max will become the Masked Seal Avenger...
prowling the ice with his mighty katana... slicing the heads off of
Newfoundlanders trying to put food on the table for their family since the
same people who bitch so loudly about the seal hunt have had no problems
with fishing the Cod to the brink of extinction... with nary a complaint
from Max... since Cod don't look that cute and Bridgette Bardot never made
an appeal against it... and Paul McCartney never voiced objection to the
raping of our fishing grounds... since they both gorge themselves on
fish... like the seals they want to protect

The only raping going on near "your" fishing grounds is some cannuck
fishermen having their way with you when you make the poignant mistake of
strolling onto their dock at quitting time. Squeal like a pig, old boy.

Max