Today is Chinese New Year, a unique tradition that involves each year being named for one of 12 different animals; after the 12-year-cycle is complete, it starts all over again.
This is the Year of the Dog. Sadly, though, for many dogs, this isn’t going to be their year.
Across China, multitudes are celebrating their holiday by dining on man’s best friend. Dogs are a culinary staple in several Asian countries.
I’ve learned about the concept of cultural relativity, but I have to say “fuck that” here. I make no apologies for my views, Western or otherwise.
I’m not sure how dogs taste, but I know they’re pretty amazing animals.
Dogs can ensure blind people get across the street without being hit by a car. They can warn a person of an impending seizure. They help can find a bomb inside someone’s luggage before it gets on a plane. They work tirelessly to find survivors and bodies after disasters. They have an incredible range of emotions not unlike human children.
But perhaps the best thing about dogs is how they are the most non-judgmental friends a human can have. They give us the proverbial “unconditional love.” Ginger here did that for 13 years.
Don’t eat our friends. They deserve much, much better.