Wild Frank, a witness to the execution, is a kind of hunter that is both insensitive and depraved. These hunters are remnants of a more primal time. Indeed, these are harsh remarks, yet they are a drop in the ocean when compared to the thoughts expressed by these twisted examples of man at his worst. There were times when it seemed like hunting was the only way to be able to survive, but in essence, man was driven by motivations that, in his early days of scavenging, presumably pushed him to desire for fresh flesh ultimately. He was able to live on a vegetarian diet, much like the gorilla and the chimpanzee he was compared to. Primate species, on the other hand, are mostly vegetarian, and man ought to have followed their example if it weren’t for the fact that he has a specific predatory drive of self-delusion that makes everything a target of his wrath. The use of fire did not help either, as it further enhanced the flavor and softness of the morsels that were to be consumed. At this late stage in the game of homo sapiens, it is out of step with what we are supposed to stand for to execute innocent creatures with families that are similar to our own by ruthless merchants who could not even run for their lives. This is the case even if we allow for the possibility that this could occur. The commandment “Thou shalt not kill” has been a loud and clear message from the very misty horizons of our past; however, we choose to ignore it and use feeble excuses to convince others that killing is appropriate and natural for the purpose of providing food and, unfortunately, also for genuine sport. When it comes to keeping the others on their toes, the same thing was being said about human sacrifice at that time, and it is still being said now. So much for the idea of nobility throughout the course of development. For what reason do we continue to tolerate this economic justification for garbage, which engages in the business of so-called nature with a firm hold on its convictions? It makes no mention of the fact that the majority of people, even those with a moderate degree of good breeding, would put an end to this revolting propensity in a matter of seconds if they understood how to do it or if they could rely on the assistance of others. On the other hand, fighting for reasons is not the most popular of human pleas, and individuals who have the need to do so seem to be abnormalities that are quite uncommon. The lives of individuals who fight for the rights of animals are always filled with challenges. The very act of seeking to eliminate this enormous anomaly from the eyes of our children, as well as those of the animal world, who instinctively seek refuge from human beings, is a struggle against the current. Instead of ringing the highest in the land to protest the killing that he would be witness to, Wild Frank, who was a figure of respect for animals, their lives, and their rights, actually allowed us to witness his own foolishness for the wrong reasons. He did this rather than trying to stop the killing that he would be witness to. It is not that he believed he could possibly stop it, and it is possible that he wanted to let the world to see filth that was authorized, but in actuality, he made us witnesses to a Satanic exhibition of tremendous size. Within a matter of seconds, a Giraffe that was very beautiful and still, contemplative, and starring at its executioners transforms into a heartbreaking ball of suffering that is urgently attempting to recover and return to its fold. It was sufficient for the two creeps who were responsible for organizing it to only set up the rifle stand and push the trigger in the hope of killing it with a single shot in order to persuade others that it was both compassionate and beneficial for everyone involved. It is now abundantly evident that the traditional justifications of the safari game are not founded on needs—rather, they are founded on habit and the cowardly pleasure of vicariousness. The only individuals who could possibly partake in something that is so incredibly heinous are those who are psychologically fragile and have a damaged wire someplace. Now, the defenseless animals are herded and reared, catalogued, and prized for size and price as if execution were a matter of mere administration in the interests of so-called natural elimination. This is in contrast to the situation in the past, when the bush hunt became the channel of the psychopathic genes in some power-hungry subhumans who rose to wealth and boredom through their inherent propensity for aggression. This is what we were listening to the two individuals talk about in an attempt to persuade Frank and us, of course, about the attractiveness of the professional transaction. Even the flesh from the giraffes would be donated to charitable organizations, and everyone would be compensated till the next time comes near. The execution took place in a very composed and sinister controlled series of explanations that Frank gave as to why a giraffe could be set up for target practice by a spoilt banker or similar module in the interest of humanity. The more evil of the two men who were straddling Frank could be seen in this series of explanations. “If we had not shot it, a lion would most likely have done the same thing,” the speaker said (except that in a confined private space, lions are unlikely to be roaming around and one of those would hardly be likely to be as dangerous as man himself out to have fun). This precious Hollywood wannabe, presumably traveled to the wild from specific defined nations to escape his own, and this was one of those ridiculous remarks that only a human creature like this one could utter without flinching. This is obviously begging Providence to knock on the front doors of their family homes, and even if there were no beads of sweat on that pampered forehead, I had the gut feeling that there was a bit of a tremble on the edges of those lips at his own natural gut sense of wrongdoing. Any killing, including pain inflicting executions for pleasure, is obviously begging Providence to arrive. Perhaps I was wrong, but Frank, despite the fact that he was stupidly brought into such a film deal, was able to and did stare him out. I am certain that he will be haunted by the corpse that he kissed in such a “loving” manner, and which he allowed to be deprived of life and butchered through his actions. It is possible that this will be the defining moment in his career and the reasons he will be shooting. As the sins of the father fall on their problem, people who partake in or condone the terrible and soul-scouring occurrence that Frank and many other millions of viewers observed would most likely have experiences within their own houses. This is because the sins of the father fall on their issue. – and at some point in the not too distant future. There is a possibility that idiots like them would not even care if they did, but nature cannot be so foolish as to let any of its representatives to be fed into a condition that is so unnatural. I would honestly toss away that television box to begin with and go into complete solitude in the event that I suffered such a terrible wound again. If I did not really believe in the compensations that Providence provides, I would do this. Seeing is the same as witnessing, and witnessing is the same as playing a role. They are able to remove this evil from our midst with the applause of the majority of the world community; therefore, why do they subscribe by default? Leaders of communities that allow such filth to enter our lives that are constantly evolving deserve what they get when it comes to cashing in on their power. How is it possible for “modern” nations such as Norway, Canada, and Japan to continue to enable their citizens to see the shedding of blood and listen to the screams of innocent animals who share the majority of their DNA with us? We are responsible for discovering the truth and, if necessary, bringing about retributions such as boycotts and defamatory publicity that will have an impact on their financial situation and their political goals. It is now starting to sound like a declaration of war on those individuals whose hackles raise at the sight of the record of inhumanity in some of the world’s top countries. These individuals need to find a means to teach them lessons that they cannot refuse to ignore. One of the participants, Wild Frank, was disillusioned. When it comes to his disturbing program of animal presentation, Wild Frank is hardly watchable by people who are sensitive, who love life, and who were raised in an environment that was correctly raised in the nest of ethical norms. By giving lip respect to individuals who flirt with danger by engaging in stupid acts of self-inflicted toxic bites, he is entitled to criticism beyond the point of moving us closer to the animal world. This is not to say that he deserves to be criticized beyond this degree. It is possible that he does not comprehend the manner in which he makes fun of nature. When it comes to matters such as these, we have the ability to turn away from them. However, on rare occasions, and possibly for the wrong reasons, he causes genuine animal lovers to be in a state of restlessness and possibly even severe depression after witnessing what can only be described as pernicious assassinations, which are accompanied by sights and sounds that will forever reverberate in people’s minds. Why would you do that? In order to do this, he joined forces with two of the most nefarious personalities who one would be hesitant to spend time with, as was detailed before. “The one is a hunt and trophy organizer, and the other is a sickly weakling who is fixated on paying lavishly for the pleasure of murdering as quickly as possible in order to show off heads of in his deteriorating morgue that he calls home.” Eventually, both of them came to the realization that they would be seen in a manner that was different from how they wanted others to perceive them. This realization caused them to emit waves of evil that emitted from their eyes and tight lips. Next time, they will make sure that there is no one else present to ruin their enjoyment, and it is possible that they may even choose a new species. That square aspect, which showed a mental equilibrium of a retarded loser, was possessed by the younger of the two individuals who were “in it for money as a solid business.” In point of fact, his emotions and sorrowful utterances were of such a bilious type that anybody with a heart would have pounded his face into shape if they understood what he was saying. As a self-service business that facilitates the execution of nefarious killings, the farm, which this monster oversees, trades in caged animals that are made to measure in size and cost. This is because the farm is a self-service establishment. The supplier who reportedly received ten thousand euros a head was said to have a habit of rubbing his hands and expressing gratitude to the Lord for the wicked bread that he received on a daily basis. The other, the client, is calmly concentrating on getting back home with this horrendous act of malice with a trophy and wall plaque that would possibly turn him into a hero in the eyes of the kind of friends that one imagines he has. This mentality is driven by the need to compensate for what appears to be a lack of manhood. A few facts that are unsettling. Those who have a cosmic perspective on the ultimate use of power, in order to kill a large animal like the king who lost his crown in exchange, it was simply a matter of pulling that trigger when told to do so, and the helpless creature, which had probably been raised from a young age for the purpose of killing it, would remain still in order to ensure that the bullet would tear right through its heart with just one bullet. This time, the cretins decided to go for a majestic and royal giraffe that had most likely been separated from its family or maybe its owners who had raised it from a young age. There was no movement on its part; it just observed the assembly of the tripod and pondered the question of what they would do with it. At a distance of fifty yards, it munched by towering above them with its unusual glazed eyes and its lovable appearance, both of which have thrilled children all over the globe. During the time when my heart and the hearts of millions of other people who were unprepared for this one act of evil were pounding with dread, it stood poised. In front of this hideous and exhausted-looking misfit, it stood quietly and fearlessly (which led me to believe that it had been raised in the death camp), and it was at point blank range, which meant that it was precisely where the bullet would tear through and purportedly kill it quickly. As it twisted and turned in agony as a result of the massive internal wounds created by the explosive artifact, the younger cretin had attempted to persuade Frank that “the animals did not realize they had been shot.” This made it appear that it was all the more appealing, and as a result, it apparently would not blame anyone. He offered with a knowing grin, as if something so enormous could merely turn over and become asleep in a matter of seconds to satisfy the cameramen. “They don’t recognize what has occurred and die very fast,” he said. Idiots like myself, and let’s face it, Frank, who were caught in the frightening moment of impossible return, were going to be marked for life, as my numerous battles with my mind since then have shown. Although I believe that murder is murder and that individuals who commit murder are murderers and socially unnecessary, I would never support the death of those who commit murder for the same reason. Economic justifications are unable to find a place in the thoughts of bright and sensitive individuals who were created to appreciate life and all of its splendor. Those individuals who link economics with everything that has to do with human and animal rights pose a threat to human beings just as much as they do to the animals that they put through torture and slaughter. However, it is possible that their deaths in such regions may also serve as a means of concealing other mercenary activities that required diverting people’s attention. This would be an appropriate side problem during eras of low rates of combat. Who can say for sure? While the client was calmly setting up the tripod, the organizer, who was in the midst of his moment of glory, watched to ensure that the rifle was correctly set at the right angle. It appeared as though the Giraffe had been trained over a period of time to stand at the moment of impact so that it could die and leave a happy client behind to come back again. In the manner in which everything was carried out, there was a very peculiar and nearly automated coordination setup that might leave anybody wondering how such exact instructions could strike their target at such a fixed moment. Hair raising was a disturbing non-variable in the formula, and it implied that the giraffe would not move from its chosen position. This could be due to the fact that the assassins knew the giraffe would not move while it was eating from the leaves above, or it could be because the giraffe had been trained to move for the special day. Earlier on, and after a practice session that lasted for ten minutes, it seemed as if the client would be prepared to strike a live target exactly where it needed to be pierced inside a narrow triangle. Because, after all, he was not a genuine hunter but rather a war game trader, and the whole thing sounded more and more like a Victorian photography event, which required more time to set up than it did to make the powder flash. In point of fact, the customer had failed to hit the target on two separate times, much to the dismay of the muscle-bound organizer who was all too anxious to get on with the monotonous killing and begin counting his dirty earnings. That terrible thing that happened. The sound of the rifle fire caused the gorgeous creature to flee, which disturbed the Errol Flynn cutout since it caused issues and resulted in more of his precious life time being taken away from him. They both watched with joy as the pure piece of poetry that this creature is plummeted to the ground and hopefully went stone dead. Fate was on his side economically, and they both watched with glee. The terrible images that followed, which included an arched neck that was unable to raise its head and legs that were flaying as a result of severe agony, drove the human monsters to scream for the mercy shot in the event that it disturbed anybody. However, this was not to be. Even at that moment, when the limbs allowed themselves to be mercifully restrained, it seemed as if Frank was feeling some of the responsibility for having participated in this heinous tragedy. The notion of what they had just seen may have caused evolved and noble beings all over the globe to experience mental torment, and it is possible that some of them may have taken their own lives as a result of the experience. It is possible that, as Frank put it, “I should not have been here,” and that he might have spared us instead, and like he has done on previous times, kept us from being partners to such evil. It is possible that he should have rearranged the conversations in a different way and perhaps tried to convince the two idiots to abandon the notion. It is possible that this is done with the intention of finding time to encourage activists all over the globe to conduct the kind of action that may drive people who are involved in political conspiracies and operate as merchants of murder to flee for their lives. It’s possible that if they had provided them with a few notes, they might have investigated alternate possibilities for their erroneous territorial worries. The clubbing and subsequent eating of a lonely dog in the presence of his terrified and starving kennel mates is something that I will never forget, and it is something that I had already witnessed in another of Frank’s programs. It took place somewhere in those areas of Thailand that were so desolate that it was beyond my comprehension. It is not appropriate for those individuals who would have been able to store these items to see them. In the event that they want evidence prior to shutting the establishment, they might have obtained it by phoning the authorities in a timely manner while they were pretending to sit down and eat. However, it turned out to be mental agony for many people who were attempting to integrate such barbarism in an impossible way. It is not a formula that can be taken seriously since it indicates that all lives are not equal. Killing one person in order to rescue others is not a viable option. Having the names, phone numbers, and operating places of these entities broadcast in a widespread manner would accomplish a great deal more. It would lead them to be harassed so that they might experience the fire of public hatred and perhaps be compelled to suffer a similar destiny at the hands of a Providence, which is never far off in situations like this, or at least I hope it is. ———————————————————————- Michael Mifsud joined the House of Commons lobbies as a journalist at the age of 16. After publishing the first trade publication for drivers in Britain, he went on to pursue a career in marketing and public relations. Eventually, he became a successful entrepreneur in a variety of disciplines within the industry. It is possible to read about his journey from rags to riches to rags and more riches on the website www.bwwsociety.org, where he also provides contributions on key subjects to research organizations and governments. After publishing Al Andalus, which was a trail of findings on the peculiar topic of the last anarchists of Europe, he became a key figure in the realm of the Templars, so strengthening the rift between Catholics and non-Catholics that had afflicted the Order ever since Luther. As an animal enthusiast, he has provided care for a number of animals during rescue events. Over the course of 10 years, he traveled widely with the Royals and had the opportunity to connect with the majority of the leaders of the time. He is not going to allow himself to get sucked into fiction and writes with a purpose. HUNTING, HUNERS, ANIMAL KILLINGS, ECONOMIC SLAUGHTER, WILD FRANK, ANIMAL TORTURE, ANIMAL RIGHTS, SAFARI, TROPHIES, If you would like to share this article with a friend, please send them an email. Subscribe to have articles like as this one sent directly to your inbox! Get a free subscription right now!
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