Gobble, gobble, gobble...

(Tim, w/thanks to David T.) Apparently the chattering classes never knew where turkey wishbones, legs, and breasts came from. Quite a firestorm has broken out over Governor Palin taking an interview at a turkey farm. As she was interviewed, turkeys were being killed in the background.

Aghast at the scene, as the clip was about to be aired, MSNBC newscaster David Shuster advised parents to get their kids "out of the room." After the clip, Shuster reported a "photographer asked Governor Palin if she wanted that as a backdrop and she replied, 'No worries.'" (Good responses here and here, and full length video here.)

Every Christian would do well to make sure his sons kills an animal now and then as a reminder that God has given critters to us for food and we should rejoice in His provision. To kill and eat animals is not to be cruel. It's an act of faith. Man alone bears the Image of God. Turkeys, dolphins, dogs, and crickets do not. (And with apologies to certain friends, certainly not cats.)

Earlier today, Mary Lee and I agreed that, like it or not, our youngest son, Taylor, will go deer hunting next week with Mike Boles and his son, Seth. Taylor isn't particularly interested, but he'll be going anyhow. It's a discipline fastidious boys shouldn't miss...

The next step of rebellion against God and His Word in the Western world is the blurring of this distinction in a whole host of ways. The Green politics of Al Gore are just part of it. Hugh Heffner has been promoting you-know-what for some time, now. Years ago, I read his obscene and degraded statement on the subject in the Los Angeles Times.

Then too, the little daughter of a friend of mine was bitten by a neighbor's dog, recently, and my friend had a terrible time finding out whether the dog was up to date on his rabies shots. Why? Because the Veterinary clinic had a privacy policy against releasing any medical information on people's pets. True.

Meanwhile, it's getting hard for some parts of the country to get large animal vets because the growth curve in vet students is women, most of whom have their sights set on people's pets. And the difference between the care pet vets and farm animal vets provide is similar to the difference in bedside manners between a pediatrician and a surgeon.

Leona Helmsley and a host of other perverted souls are leaving bequests of hundreds of millions of dollars to animals and our state laws are being rewritten to allow this wickedness. In the case of Mrs. Helmsley, her will originally stipulated the money be shared by poor children and animals, but later she changed the will removing children and leaving only the animals. If you want to see the fulll picture of this next degradation, read "Rich Bitch: The Legal Battle Over Trust Funds for Pets." It'll give you a feel for the world that elects Barack Obama to the presidency.

We live in a world where good is evil and evil is good; right is wrong and wrong is right; yes is no and no is yes; and peope are animals while animals are people.

It would be hard to come up with a section of Scripture more contrary to the faith and practice of secularists of the Western world, and increasingly their emergent/evangelical sycophants, than this:

 And God blessed Noah and his sons and said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth. And the fear of you and the terror of you shall be on every beast of the earth and on every bird of the sky; with everything that creeps on the ground, and all the fish of the sea, into your hand they are given. Every moving thing that is alive shall be food for you; I give all to you, as I gave the green plant. Only you shall not eat flesh with its life, that is, its blood. And surely I will require your lifeblood; from every beast I will require it. And from every man, from every man’s brother I will require the life of man. Whoever sheds man’s blood, By man his blood shall be shed, For in the image of God He made man. And as for you, be fruitful and multiply; Populate the earth abundantly and multiply in it.” (Genesis 9:1-7)

It's all there, isn't it? Birth control, animal rights, veganism, capital punishment; and in case we missed it the first time, birth control yet again.

Comments

Tim, why don't you go with Taylor?

There was one time I went hunting and an animal, a deer, was actually killed. The good news is that Clinton was with me, the bad news was I wasn't the one that got it.

I guess we all can't be like my friend Wes who got the prize buck the first time he ever went.

Wow, I thought you guys were just stupid, now I know you're sick too. Sending your young kid hunting when he doesn't even want to? And you're not even going? If you can say Obama and Bell are bad Christians, then I can say you and your wife are horrible parents.

Jerome,

I don't know the parents that are sending their son on a hunting trip that he isn't interested in. But I would hardly call that cruel parenting. Parents influence their children and choose what they want to expose them to, sometimes not of their "will" -- and that does not make them cruel. It makes them PARENTS.

Tim,

Thank you for posting this. It baffles me that people are trying to move forward after the election (myself included, and I am doing pretty well and just grateful in general to have the country make its decision) -- "be sure to support the president, regardless of who wins" -- which I AM doing -- and then the media STILL can't stop with the other candidates. What a dumb story -- and I think it might even be a set-up. The "turkey massacrist" looked rather suspicious to me.

What a joke.

Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy your turkey -- assuming it is still legal to eat one.

OK - I'll ask it.

Why is it so often the same folks who think it's ok to kill baby humans but NOT ok to kill animals for food, skins, fur, etc.?

Kamilla

Two memories surfaced vividly as I digested this blog.

During the Palin interview, I suddenly recalled a scene where my cousin and I (we were about 12, I recall), were with Grandma in the chicken yard (she had about 50 or so, and sold eggs).

Wading slowly through the flock, she suddenly bent down and seized two hens by the neck. We were transfixed as she extended her arms, a squaking hen flapping in each fist. And, with a movement so quick it seemed instantaneous, she twirled the hens in the air, giving a short, sharp jerk. Her hands shot up, each still clasping a hen-head, while the hen bodies flopped to the ground.

We stared bug-eyed and slack-mouthed as these headless chickens hopped up and tore across the chicken pen, squirting blood like feathery fountains until they crashed into the side the the hen coop. It was the most amazing, coolest, and awe-inspiring sight I'd ever seen. And Grandma's reputation shot up a notch or two beyond whatever we'd thought of her before.

Reading further in the blog, another memory came unbidden to the surface. I'm at the supper table, and Mom has just placed a grilled t-bone steak on my plate. I make a cranky complaint that I don't like that. Dad, to my right, launches into a firm, insistent lecture that this is a luxury for us (and, on his pitiful salary in those days, he was right!), that millions of people would rejoice to have a t-bone steak, and that I WAS going to eat every bit of it.

He delivered this lecture while cutting up my steak into boy-sized morsels. I didn't like it, but I ate it.

Mom and Dad made me eat a lot of things I didn't like when I was a boy. The result: I grew to like what I had not liked. As an old man, my world is awash with wonderful culinary blessings that provoke rejoicing and gratitude when I eat them. Some gratitude goes toward God who made all things good to eat. And some gratitude goes to my parents, who took a selfish, pinched, niggardly palate and trained it into something that would later thank God for His bounty.

I used to be pretty anti killing things and it was funny because during that time, I would have said abortion was okay (Kamilla - it makes no sense - just like this fallen world we live in) especially since some "doctor" does the killing for us so we don't have to see.

After having kids a while I realized a ton of things through having pets. At one point we got a ball-python which meant we had to kill the mice and rats we raised as pets to feed the snake. I felt like a sadist killing the mice but the kids seemed to understand very well. We had a dog that we bred and sold the puppies, the kids took perfect care of them but when one died they didn't mourn too much - it's part of the natural order. When one of our dogs broke our duck's neck (without breaking the skin). I used my bare hands to remove the breasts and we had the best duck I'd ever eaten. It wasn't a big deal but it was something the kids hadn't seen and (and I'd never done) and they learned something about life and death and strangely, it made them care more about life, not less.

I think it's funny. There was a teen a few years back from Indiana who killed his girlfriend's parents or something. The liberal media pointed out that he was homeschooled and from a Christian family. They mentioned that he hunted with his grandfather - I looked up the kid's MySpace or some such page and there were pictures of the grizzly killing ... of the deer. The guy was obviously field dressing a deer that he'd gotten - it was probably his first or one that he was proud of - it was a picture that a not many years ago everyone would have realized was a normal coming of age family photo and not of a situation that breeds serial killers.

My wife's great grandfather was one of the most gentle man any of his friends ever knew - he used to hunt all the time with his dad and brother - he killed tons of ducks, (fish), deer and probably other animals - he was a great local lay-historian on the destruction Kankakee valley wetlands an elder in his church and a Democrat. We took him in his wheelchair to view the gray heron when it came through one year. He died a couple of years ago at the age of 100 - and it had been a few years since his last Dahmer-like killing spree!

Kamilla and Clint,

I can see why you think it makes no sense to be for killing babies, but against killing animals. I used to be one of those people, and I was passionate about it. I simply hated human beings. My love for animals actually paled in comparison to my hatred for mankind. (I have come along quite a way since then, since coming to Christ. I still have much work to do.)

A perfect example of this is what Ingrid Newkirk of PETA has said. She claims that a rat is a pig is a dog is a boy, and at the exact same time she says for a human to have a child shows moral vanity, and that it's absolutely wrong.

Sad, isn't it?

Good post Tim. You mentioned a quote in your sermon yesterday that if you reject God, you won't believe in nothing - you'll believe in anything. Case in point is "Mr. Infanticide" himself, Peter Singer, who is the textbook definition of someone who is a highly intelligent fool. Singer also has some other very disturbing beliefs regarding animal rights. Then we have the terrorists, like the Animal Liberation Front, waging a jihad as sure as Al Qaeda is.

We should treat animals in a humane manner and we should keep our environment clean. But there are segments of the environmentalist movement who are not interested in being a good steward of what God has given us. They worship the creation rather than the creator. This is a dangerous paganism.

By the way, Jerome, you fail to present any counter-argumentation to why Tim's post is wrong. Tim has provided a number of examples calling Obama's faith into question, including his support for infanticide.

Stamping your feet and petulantly pronouncing "you're wrong" is not argumentation. It's an ad hominem.

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