India: Fighting Cock Kills Master

I’ve been to a lot of cockfights, frankly.

I do find them kind of sad, and sort of representative of the lack of care that nonwhites have for animals. It’s not as bad as what the Jews do, torturing chickens to death, because at least the cock has a fighting chance. Also, and this may seem like a small detail, but it is relevant to me: the losing cock (and sometimes the winning cock, depending on his condition after the fight) gets eaten.

The Jews, on the other hand, torture these chickens to death and then throw them in dumpsters. Along with being a gross waste of meat, it is also a massive health hazard, having all these dead chickens in dumpsters in New York and New Jersey.

What a disgusting people. 

However, I am also taken in by the romance of a good cockfight. There is something visceral and majestic about the intensity of the battle. The way they go up in the air and claw each other is often truly sublime.

Also however, I’m not shedding a tear that one cock took revenge.

CNN:

An Indian man has died after a tussle with his rooster — on their way to a cockfight.

Saripalli Chanavenkateshwaram Rao, 50, was hit in the neck with a blade tied to the rooster’s claw on January 15. A police spokesman told CNN the father of three was taken to hospital, where he later died from a stroke.

Rao, who lived in Pragadavaram village in southern India’s Andhra Pradesh state, was a regular at local cockfights, and was on his way to enter the rooster in a competition when it tried to break free, station house officer Kranti Kumar said.

Cockfighting has been illegal in India since 1960. However, animal fighting continues to be a problem in the country, according to Gauri Maulekhi, trustee for India’s People for Animals foundation.

“The offenses have been made very clear and explained to the district and state authorities, but they choose to turn a blind eye towards it. It is not just for entertainment that these animals are made to fight, but it is (also) due to the heavy betting and gambling that goes on in the garb of these events,” Maulekhi said.

Kumar said the local cockfight went ahead without any arrests.

Oh really, CNN? People bet at cockfights?

Here’s a similar sentence:

“It is not just for sadism of penetrating the anus that a homosexual rams his penis into the rectum, but it is (also) due to the heavy masturbating and ejaculation that goes on into the anus during these events.”

Anyway, good on the cock. I’m sure the cockmaster deserved it.

Although I do think “Saripalli Chanavenkateshwaram Rao” is a really cool name, and I might name my next son that.

I don’t listen to guitar music anymore, but I do love the old Tom Russell song about the cockfighter.

It would probably get canceled now because Pancho Villa was a hero for shooting all those white people in Columbus, New Mexico.

If we’re going full country music nostalgia, we might as well listen to the song about Black Jack Pershing hunting Villa after he crossed the border.

But Pancho was kinda alpha.

He was like the Mexican version of Mao Zedong – a totally alpha violent paranoid lunatic.

Actually, an essay could be written about the similarity between Mao and Pancho. Frankly, I doubt any grad student has ever done it. They even had similar facial features.

Black Jack Pershing was a bad sonovabitch and he never caught him.

He did go kill a bunch of Filipino Moslems though. He was famous for soaking the execution bullets in pigs’ blood, ensuring the Moslems went to hell. He would tie the Moslems to posts, then make them watch him bleed the pig and douse the bullets in the blood. He also buried them with pieces of pigs’ bodies.

I’ve been to the the parts of Cagayan and Lanao where he fought, and to this day, it is under full control of Christians. Moros are relegated to South Cotabato, Zamboanga and Jolo. Marawai is their last stronghold in all of Lanao, and Rody Duterte bombed the hell out of that a couple years ago.

My one great regret is that John Wayne never played Black Jack Pershing in a film.

Note: I would write a film with Tom Hardy as him, and that Mexican bit actor that became a meme playing Villa. It would be an amazing and tragic film, where it begins with an atrocity, and ends with the bad guy getting away. I would insist on filming real cockfights, however. There would be no “no animals were harmed” message at the end of the film.

(Oh, the things I could have done instead of this.)

I tell you to watch John Wayne films to get an idea of what a man is supposed to act like, but that is ultimately a simulacra. If you want the real story, of a real man, who was a real hero, who all boys should be taught about starting at the age of about four, read about John J. Pershing. Him and Sir Russell Burton.

Of course, we don’t have any video of either of them. That’s really the reason people get so obsessed with Adolf Hitler – because he is this great figure that we actually have on video.

The military would come to Pershing with these crazy missions, and he, like a movie character, wouldn’t ask about the details or the risks, he would simply say: “when do we ride?”