[Tealeaf]

I have not read so much wet, liberal, do-gooding, politically correct, putrid drivel since Kipax slung his toys out the pram and left.. Thank god you spineless lot were not around 4 or 5 hundred years ago. Just suppose the animal rights mob had succeeded in banning hare coursing and hunting prior to 1415….What would Henry have said on his eve-of-battle speech? Let me remind you in the immortal words of the Bard:

KING HENRY V
Himself:

And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'



I have no doubt it would have been something along the lines of:

“I see you standing with your kick racism out of war
nike bracelets;The games afoot. Please follow your ulticultural spirit .
Remember the Health and Safety at work act, and whatever
You do, Don’t Cry God for Harry, England and Saint George
Because that might offend the French.

Naturally, we’d have lost at Agincourt we’d all be speaking Frog now, eating frog’s legs and Frois Gois, which makes Hare Coursing seem pampering compared to what the poor old geese have to go through.
Hare coursing, like hunting with hounds is going to continue whether you lot like it or not, and should there be any civil disturbance over this, involving the large scale transfer of police out of places like Accy into the countryside, then it certainly won’t worry me.. I hope you animal rights mob get burgled.

Here’s another one of Shakespeares bits


From Henry VI, Act 2, Scene 5:
Queen Margaret:

Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:
Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds
Having the fearful flying hare in sight,
With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath,
And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands,
Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain.



I could read this stuff all day…lovely. By the way, if you don't like what I'm writing here, then please don't respond by an insult or something like "I hope you choke on your beer"....go and take your dog for a walk, that is, if it's not already escaped and is running around on Ossy Moors biting the throats out of some poor lamb's throat.