On my little walk today, I passed a field with alpacas in it grazing peacefully along with half a dozen golden pheasants pecking away in the long grass. In another field were sheep grazing and some ducks scrabbling away in the hedgerow virtually next to them. In a lower field a horse was busy eating and was surrounded by ten or twelve hens, some directly under the horse pecking away at anything and everything.
It was snowing but as far as I was concerned, it was a lovely day.
In the barn, it was steamy and warm and there was a constant rustling as cows ripped huge chunks from the hay racks on which walked a robin and several sparrows.
When I got home, I cut and peeled a carrot and crunched away whilst nearby on the floor in a corner, the cat decided it was eating time for her as well. We ate together.
So? You might ask?
Well, I just wondered why Pakistanis and Indians can’t ever eat together.
Even in the land of make believe, Arabs and Jews would never eat together. Ever.
Some Belfast catholics and protestants would refuse to eat together.
And for what?
The moral behind this story is simple. I am directly comparing these people with animals.
Pakistanis, Indians, Jews, Arabs and all religious nutjobs, have lower tolerance levels than these animals and they should be ashamed to be such pathetic members of the human race.