Mike Adams

At first I did not understand the remark. Upon further research, I realized that my neighbors had accidentally placed their fence about a foot and a half on their side of the property line. This means that for a few years I’ve been cutting a portion of their lawn. And since I’ve enjoyed the privilege of cutting a portion of their lawn, I ought to be delighted that their Shih Tzu is taking a Shih Tzu on my lawn. In fact, in their view, I should handle the piles of Shih Tzu with a smile on my face.

You know where this irrational thinking comes from, don’t you? It comes from PETA.

Clearly, the elevation of dogs to master status in the neighborhood (above the humans) is a result of the teachings of PETA. Now, the little Shih Tzu poops on my lawn and barks at me when I try to discourage it. And it roams the neighborhood freely without a leash just as PETA (and Manson and Hitler) would have it.

But I’m afraid the elevation of dogs to the level of humans is really only a part of the problem with these PETA-philic neighbors. It seems that their desire to treat dogs like humans does not extend to all dogs. Let me explain.

In June, my neighbors made a decision to put a hound dog in a pen behind their house. They kept the dog there for the rest of the summer (until early September). The dog was given food and water but it was not let out (to my knowledge) for even occasional walks. As a result it howled in the early evening, early morning, and even in the middle of the night. The dog was clearly neglected and miserable and the neighbors were unable to sleep as a result.

So why did the people treat two of their dogs like royalty and one like a death row inmate? The answer is simple: It was racism.

Until now, I have not told the reader that the Siberian husky has a very light coat in additional to Aryan blue eyes. The Shih Tzu also has a predominantly light coat. But, unfortunately, the hound is a “black and tan” hunting dog with a significantly darker coat. Hence, it is treated more like an animal than a human and (just like blacks in the American legal system) it is confined to imprisonment without due process and without adequate care, supervision, and prison rehabilitative programs.

And, worst of all, the neighbors have named the dog “Cassie” – a name given to many black slaves by slave owners in the Deep South in the Eighteenth and Nineteenth Centuries.

Despite the obvious racial component of the disparate treatment of these animals, PETA does not care. I notified them about the situation over the summer and they did not, in my constitutionally protected opinion, take adequate measures to secure the innocent dark-coated animal’s release.

Shortly after I turned to the local Animal Control agency to complain about her constant crying, Cassie’s owners took the simply cruel measure of giving her Benedryl in order to help her sleep through the hot August night. After they drugged the innocent and wrongly incarcerated animal, they eventually built another cell for her in Brunswick County. I am concerned that she is still locked up and similarly deprived of exercise, not to mention interaction with her human equals.

Cassie has had no trial, she’s been given no definite sentence, and she has no prospect of freedom. All because – unlike her owner’s other dogs – she happens to be black (and tan).

As a result of this injustice, I am writing today to ask the public to stop supporting People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. Until they get a handle on their racially motivated indifference to animal suffering, I am asking supporters to instead make their donations to PETA Kills Animals. I am also hoping that Reverend Jesse Jackson will add his voice to this often neglected topic.

Moreover, I envision a day when light skinned doggies and dark skinned doggies play together in the streets without a leash or even a fence in sight. And I envision a day when all doggies are judged by the content of the character, and not the color of their coats.

Mike Adams

Mike Adams is a criminology professor at the University of North Carolina Wilmington and author of Letters to a Young Progressive: How To Avoid Wasting Your Life Protesting Things You Don't Understand.