oye veh, I went activist and actually put my fingers...well, to work...
In short: there is a proposal on the table to ban carriage horses from central Park NYC. So far so bad.
However, the wording of the bill is so bad, it should scare the life out of everybody: The horses are to be sold or donated to individuals or sanctuaries to keep them for their natural life and not put them to work.
Sounds heavenly, I know, until you look at it with more care: There are no such sanctuaries, other charities are full with truly abused and neglected horses, and no body in their right mind would acquire a draft horse with that kind of stipulation attached.
Not to mention that developers have eyeballed the property on which the stables are located...a big mess, if allowed to go through it sets precedence for all of us to be booted out of legal activities and screwed out of our property, because somebody with deep enough pockets wants it bad enough (as if that is not already happening...)
So, here is my composition
(I already send it, so for better or worth, that's it)
In short: there is a proposal on the table to ban carriage horses from central Park NYC. So far so bad.
However, the wording of the bill is so bad, it should scare the life out of everybody: The horses are to be sold or donated to individuals or sanctuaries to keep them for their natural life and not put them to work.
Sounds heavenly, I know, until you look at it with more care: There are no such sanctuaries, other charities are full with truly abused and neglected horses, and no body in their right mind would acquire a draft horse with that kind of stipulation attached.
Not to mention that developers have eyeballed the property on which the stables are located...a big mess, if allowed to go through it sets precedence for all of us to be booted out of legal activities and screwed out of our property, because somebody with deep enough pockets wants it bad enough (as if that is not already happening...)
So, here is my composition
(I already send it, so for better or worth, that's it)
It's been a good two decades since I visited New york City.
The world was a better, more peaceful place. people still remembered where they came from and children knew that apples grow on trees and milk does indeed come from cows, and not just from the grocery store.
Sadly these days we have lost this connection. We have encased out lives in steel, concrete and asphalt, decorated with sparkling plastic and LED lights.
We even avoid talking to people face to face.
The presence of a horse hardly ever fails to evoke a smile, something cars can hardly ever accomplish.
Horses remind us of a time when life was simpler.
Yet we are threatened by a group of people who orchestrates assaults on the innocence of little girls to further their agenda to have this piece of humanity stolen from us.
The rhythm of the horse has been intertwined with our lives for many centuries. When I once mentioned that I could hear the hoof beat in a Beethoven piece, a friend of mine, NYC residence replied that they might very well have been instrumental in the inspiration of the great masters of the past.(Berny , if you read this, I miss your wisdom)
Banning the carriage horses from the city is yet another attempt to cut us off the living, breathing universe of which we are all part of.
As if the philosophical aspect is not enough, the language of the proposed ban should frighten every last person to the core.
It puts our rights as property owners at stake, for no other reason than that somebody does not approve of the use we make of it. Without criminal act or conviction.
it sets a precedent for future encroachment of our freedoms, be it the right to own working animals or pets or the ability to hold on to real estate in desirable locations.
A bad proposal in a feel-good wrapper, little girls with dreams of Princesses and pretty ponies as pawn for the greater evil.
If New York City loses the carriages, we all lose.