Garbage like this is why I don't much care for people, especially those in the South.
Picture this, if you have the stomach for it.
A wild hog with blood oozing from teeth marks in its side and missing one ear rumbles out a chute and into a fenced area.
A pit bull bolts out another chute.
Stopwatches click; the cheering begins.
In seconds, the dog is gnawing on the slower animal, which is squealing in anguish and already weakened by earlier bouts.
That's the way the South Carolina attorney general and an official for the Humane Society of the United States describe "hog-dog rodeos," and they say the pig never wins.
The same hog may face eight to 10 dogs during the course of one of these events that have sprung up in the backwoods of the Deep South.
I need a gun. This pacifist thing isn't working for me.
