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A Heartfelt Display of Patriotism

You gotta have heart
Miles and miles and miles of heart
Oh, it's fine to be a genius of course
But keep that old horse before the cart
First you've gotta have heart
The media in Canada is all agog over Governor General Michaelle Jean eating raw seal heart. While visiting the Inuit village of Rankin Inlet in the northern territory of Nunavut Jean witnessed the carving of a seal and asked the locals if she could try the heart. She said she did it to show solidarity with seal hunters and said it is difficult to believe anyone would characterize the traditional hunting practices as inhumane. That may be so. But did she have to eat a seal's raw heart to prove her point?
Earlier this month the European Union called the seal hunt "inherently inhumane", voting to ban seal products.
Well, we certainly know where Canada's Governor General stands on this issue. There's been no reaction yet from Seal.


Comments

DouglasDyer said…
I'm all for women putting weird things in their mouths.
Mike said…
I second Douglas!
Tiggy said…
I'm sure I read somewhere that seals are made of tofu, so what's the problem?
nonamedufus said…
Doug: Hmmmm...

Mike: Hmmmm...

Tiggy: Blech!
little paulie k said…
So c'mon take another little bit of my heart now baby and everyone appreciates a tight seal and a properly functioning heart but raw organ meat is very bad for your body soul and spirit. just as bad as oprah promoting slave-range chicken meat versus-free range all pumped up on steroids--be a vegan love animals don't eat 'em don't beat 'em and especially don't beat and eat 'em.
Tiggy said…
I'm sure I read somewhere that seals are made of tofu, so what's the problem?

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