Where is everyone?

Four people showed up last night for a protest outside a home in Beverly Hills, where Pedro Nava, candidate for Lieutenant Governor, was holding a fundraiser. If you live in a cave somewhere and don’t know Nava’s position regarding anti-pet legislation (AB 241, anybody?), let me mention a few names from the guest list...Wayne Pacelle, Judie Mancuso, Rolf Wicklund... Need I go on?

Yesterday was the last SatuFour people showed up last night for a protest outside a home in Beverly Hills, where Pedro Nava, candidate for Lieutenant Governor, was holding a fundraiser. If you live in a cave somewhere and don’t know Nava’s position regarding anti-pet legislation (AB 241, anybody?), let me mention a few names from the guest list...Wayne Pacelle, Judie Mancuso, Rolf Wicklund... Need I go on?

Yesterday was the last Saturday before Christmas, and Nava and his buds must have realized a lot of people would have other commitments they couldn't get out of, so I do wonder if the date was a deliberate choice. And yes, I’ll admit I was one of those people, but the event also wasn't announced until a few days ago. Had I known earlier, I would never have accepted an alternate invitation. Believe me, I would LOVE to have been there - I still have the signs from the last one, so I would have been good to go, and the opportunity to sneer at the Navaland chimp and his parasites was hard to turn down.

But FOUR PEOPLE? In the entire Los Angeles area, only four people were willing and able to make the trek to Beverly Hills to fight for the future of our dogs?

It’s amazing to me, and incredibly disappointing, that all those dog show folks who moan about lack of money (but can afford those expensive dog magazine spreads and rising entry fees), or lack of time (but can take time off to get their butts to those dog shows), the ones who have yet to make it up to Sacramento even once (gas prices, ya know), who expect the few of us to handle everything for the rest of them (but don't even donate the cost of membership to the California Federation of Dog Clubs, PetPac, or any of the other groups that are doing so), the ones who will whine and complain the loudest when these laws hit them in the head like a two by four, the ones who, when they're not yapping on about their newest champions, upcoming litters, egotistical handlers, yada yada yada, while sitting ringside, munching on Doritos at their set up, or scouring the vendors for the latest grooming products, are self-righteously insisting they're out there fighting the big fight with the rest of us. Yeah, they've got the flyers, under that old issue of Dog News or Canine Chronicle or the Gazette. And the buttons? Got those too...somewhere in their tack box or on top of their crates or at home behind the grooming table...anywhere but on their lapels.

If it was just about them, I wouldn’t give a crap if they drowned in dog shampoo. What makes me the maddest is, if we lose this war, it will be BECAUSE of these people, the same ones who will blame US for not doing enough.

And while not entirely on the subject, it will be due to the divisive sniping of a few malcontents who apparently get their jollies cutting down the people who are actually in the fight with them.

And that's my sermon for a Sunday morning...

rday before Christmas, and Nava and his buds must have realized a lot of people would have other commitments they couldn't get out of, so I do wonder if the date was a deliberate choice. And yes, I’ll admit I was one of those people, but the event also wasn't announced until a few days ago. Had I known earlier, I would never have accepted an alternate invitation. Believe me, I would LOVE to have been there - I still have the signs from the last one, so I would have been good to go, and the opportunity to sneer at the Navaland chimp and his parasites was hard to turn down.

But FOUR PEOPLE? In the entire Los Angeles area, only four people were willing and able to make the trek to Beverly Hills to fight for the future of our dogs?

It’s amazing to me, and incredibly disappointing, that all those dog show folks who moan about lack of money (but can afford those expensive dog magazine spreads and rising entry fees), or lack of time (but can take time off to get their butts to those dog shows), the ones who have yet to make it up to Sacramento even once (gas prices, ya know), who expect the few of us to handle everything for the rest of them (but don't even donate the cost of membership to the California Federation of Dog Clubs, PetPac, or any of the other groups that are doing so), the ones who will whine and complain the loudest when these laws hit them in the head like a two by four, the ones who, when they're not yapping on about their newest champions, upcoming litters, egotistical handlers, yada yada yada, while sitting ringside, munching on Doritos at their set up, or scouring the vendors for the latest grooming products, are self-righteously insisting they're out there fighting the big fight with the rest of us. Yeah, they've got the flyers, under that old issue of Dog News or Canine Chronicle or the Gazette. And the buttons? Got those too...somewhere in their tack box or on top of their crates or at home behind the grooming table...anywhere but on their lapels.

If it was just about them, I wouldn’t give a crap if they drowned in dog shampoo. What makes me the maddest is, if we lose this war, it will be BECAUSE of these people, the same ones who will blame US for not doing enough.

And while not entirely on the subject, it will be due to the divisive sniping of a few malcontents who apparently get their jollies cutting down the people who are actually in the fight with them.

And that's my sermon for a Sunday morning...