So Facebook blocked me again.
Because on the facebook page of Anti Fur Society some 14 year old kid named Dalton Bryce Kelly starts posting pictures of trapped fox to chock us, the animal respecters, with the text: Nice grey fox I caught still in the freezer. Yall want me to post a video of my skinning it?
I’ve seen worse and was not shocked but it did pis me off.
So I went to this kids profile (to find a collection of hunting pics and video’s) to get his picture and embarrass him a little bit on Facebook!
It didn’t last long enough for my taste, facebook deleted the post, slapped me on my fingers and blocked my posting for 12 hrs, boohoo
So here it does again:
I know he just a kid, and should probably do the same for the kids daddy (or not do this at all), but it wasn’t him posting, although he is the one raising a killing machine, but I think that’s exactly what he’s trying to do. I surfed a bit through the friends, and the kids around there are all posting bloody pictures of themselves with fresh kill, calling themselves “hunters” , KIDS for god’s sake!. And in the meanwhile complain to Mc Donalds that there are 2 nuggets short in his portion. What are they hunting for if afterwards they eat the Mc Donalds shit instead of the meat they hunting?
From what I see this is a war loving and kill loving redneck family, people I will never understand, and vise verse.
The boy is probably trying to live up to his dad’s expectations …
I do hope these photoshops will teach him a lesson to respect the opinion of others, and not provoke on social media.
I did it!
Yesterday I went all by myself on the motorbike to the immigration office in Singaraja more
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
From Essential Rumi
by Coleman Barks
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Time for a little update,
Summer is gone, but I don’t mind… it was a painful summer so I don’t mind embracing autimn with all its colors
When the first of May we left (Luna and I) for our ‘voyage’, I had no idea what troubles lay ahead for us.
The first weeks in Bali were ceremonies; snorkeling, fun and party until the 21st of May we got back from a long day/night of huge temple ceremony. Riding in de back of our caddy, looking at the silhouettes of the palm trees against the magical starry sky, Luna started not feeling well.
By the time we arrived home, she was very sick; vomiting, fever, headaches. All night this went on and the days after she got slightly better…fever was gone but the headaches were still there. We all thought she had inflammation of the sun, because at the ceremony was not much shade to hide for us. When she felt “better “after a week, we could only leave the house at night, Luna did not support the burning sun anymore. A week or so later, Luna still wasn’t really better, we seen a doctor who didn’t give a diagnose, just some amoxicillin (medicine #1, beats most bacteria’s). I never been to a Bali doctor without leaving with that medicine, regardless what troubles I came with
Anyway, Luna was still not feeling 100% and a week later things got worse. The fever went up (high!) and down, headaches became unbearable, dizziness and neck pains started to appear. Now my alarm went of… these symptoms I heard of, could she have meningitis? All I knew about meningitis was that there should be some skin rash too… there was none. Still a day or so later we went to the doctor again, the time we arrived the fever was down for a while and the doctor could not find anything strange with Luna… maybe an infection of the throat, so we got another load of penciling again.
However, because she was dizzy, he advised to get a brain scan done when back to Holland. We went home again ( read: 1 hour drive to the doctor – snake road – 4 hours waiting before we see the doctor – jam karet – 1 hour drive back)
Exhausted Luna went to bed. The next day was even worse, Luna had been screaming of pain and I could not rely on the judgment of the doc anymore.
We went to the hospital in Amlapura. Been there before and knew it is primitive, but I was hoping they could help. All common tests were done, I tried to explain to them that I was thinking it was meningitis but I never got through to them because they had no clue what I was trying to say. Fever of Luna was low at that time; later when we got home with stronger penciling Luna got even worse and I started to slightly panic. I realized all options of healthcare in this primitive part of Bali were done; last option was to go to Kuta BIMC hospital. The only hospital I heard there was, runned by mostly western doctors.
First I went on the internet to read about meningitis, because her symptoms really pointed in that direction, except the skin rashes.
On the website of the Dutch meningitis association I read immediately that meningitis not always comes with the skin rash, and all symptoms of Luna fitted exactly into the meningitis profile. Now it was time to panic.
I wrote an email to the BIMC hospital to tell them I would arrive early morning with my 16 year old daughter whom I suspected of meningitis… more
Baba died two days ago.
As if she was feeling we are going to leave her 4 months behind… the past weeks she started to stop playing and eating less, and sighed a lot, I thought she was depressed because she felt something is going on in our family.
Last Tuesday I decided to go see the vet, to check her. He examined her blood, which was perfect on all levels, and told me that it could be either a virus or cancer of the lungs, since she had a breast amputated 6 years ago because of a bad tumor.
I went home with pills but she got worse bi the hour. The next day she could not walk for 20 meters anymore.
I went back to the vet, because her tongue started to turn blue from lack of oxygen. He diagnosed the cancer and told me we had to decide if and when we wanted to put her asleep.
We went home and talked about it and we decided we would wait ’till after the weekend, so we could get used to her leaving us.
The next day she was even worse so I called the vet to tell him I didn’t want her to suffer anymore, made the appointment for that evening, the vet would come to our house, to keep Baba relaxed, since she’s terrified of the vet’s place.
However in the afternoon Baba started to act weird and within 1/2 our she died. I called the vet, but when he arrived she was already in a coma. She died in-between Luna and me.
We miss her.
So.. two of our old animals died in 1 month, and 6 days until we are in Bali. The irony …
The Balinese in our village would be rolling over the floor of laughing when they would read this post!
A dog is either a pain in the ass the you kick around and throw rocks (bad karma) at OR you catch it and you make a good sateh anjin with it.
For 14 years she was our loyal friend, now we’ve got a few days left.