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Seals
Season
of Slaughter
Dennis Ellam and Roland Leon,
Sunday Mirror, feature — March 2006
Pups are clubbed & then skinned alive in front
of their mothers... You can hear their bleating as the babies
are dragged away...
A
Song for Regan the Bloody
Anonymous, poem — April
2005
There
once was a sealer named Bryce /
Whose heart was as frigid as ice. /
He clubbed 'em and snagged 'em /
Then brutally dragged 'em; /
Of mercy he didn't think twice....
Poem
for Baby Seals
Lindy Greene, poem — April
2005
A
fleet of heartless, mindless buffoons /
Sets out for the annual killing fields /
To commit genocide under Arctic moons /
Fulfilling "quotas," harvesting "yields"...
Canada's
Season of Shame is Upon Us
Matthew Scully, National
Post, commentary — March
2005
It
was, in many ways, an unpleasant industry. I've heard many
a sealer talk about the small whitecoats, two or three days
old, almost looking up with tears in their eyes as they killed
them. And frankly it's an industry that we could do without...
Bad
Weather Hampers Opening Day of Annual Seal Hunt in
Gulf of St. Lawrence
The Gazette,
feature — March
2005
This
spring marks the last season for a three-year federal plan
that allowed sealers to harvest a total of 975,000 seals.
The total allowable catch for 2005 is nearly
320,000...
Canada's
Cowardly Face
Matthew Scully, commentary — 2005
When
you are in the business of killing baby seals, it takes
a strange turn of mind to think of yourself as a victim.
Yet this is how Canada's seal-pup hunters have always wanted
us to see them — as the victims of "propaganda," meddlesome "outsiders," unfair
trade restrictions and other forces arrayed against the
noble sealer...
Ocean
Warrior:
My Battle to End the Illegal Slaughter on the
High Seas
Paul
Watson, essay
There
are many people who say that what we do is futile, that there
is no way to stop the rising tide of human-spawned destruction.
There are many who condemn my crew and me for taking the
law into our own hands and for taking on
the barons of corporate profit...
Seal
Song:
The Canadian Seal Slaughter
Animals Voice,
feature — 2001
Harp and hooded seals will
be skinned or bled alive...left
to die in stockpiles of dead and dying animals...be
dragged with boathooks across the ice for long distances...
be fatally shot and then left to suffer for many minutes...
be clubbed to death with illegal weapons... be
kicked and stomped by sealers...
Seal
Song
Ray Bradbury, essay
I would hate to be the captain
of a space expedition landing on a strange world confronted
by strange creatures. I would hate to be the governor of
a state making decisions about similar creatures in my own
environment...
In the Presence of Seals
Gustav Vanderber, essay
The
place: the Gulf of St. Lawrence, about 100 kilometers due
north of Prince Edward Island, just off the west coast of
the Magdalen Islands. I am an environmental journalist and
I came here to get information from both sides of the issue...
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