China Keeps Fur Its Dirty Little Secret
If you don’t know, then you need to. Cats and dogs, millions of them are being killed for their fur. The items that contain the fur will not identify the product as belonging to a domesticated animal. It will either have some exotic non-name (no not “liger” but close) or not even be listed at all. If it’s under, I think, 10% of the garment, it does not need to listed. Look for the fabric content and find what the “trim” is made of. If it’s real animal, then it is probably cat or dog fur imported from China.
Let’s be honest for a moment.
Fur.
I mean, seriously.
The coat of another being.
What is so hard to understand about the cruelty in this?
Honestly.
Most of these animals are skinned alive.
So you can what?
Feel the luxuriousness of another animal’s skin?
So that you can live a life of seeming opulence?
Exactly how does the carcass of a tortured animal draped across your shoulders connote higher learning and societal augmentation?
Didn’t the gold rush era guys do that?
I mean, trappers weren’t exactly considered the pinnacle of society, from all I’ve read.
So, as long as you don’t sully your hands with the act of killing an animal, you just wear the finished product, that’s the mark of success?
Would that be true for headhunters as well? Are they up there with the societal upper echelon? Because I don’t understand stripping another being not only of his skin but of his life for that skin. That to me is so primordial. I suppose it’s because we have so removed ourselves from the reality of life, we have factory farms containing our meat in some sterile out of the way place that we don’t have to look at, we have people in basements punching monkeys in the face who expose these captive beings to the most Frankenstein –esque experimentation, we have no idea that most of our fish come from undulating “bathtubs” full of a greenish pond scum and stacked with crazed “catches of the day”. We have every conceivable being removed from our path from ants to roaches to mosquitoes to mice to coyotes to birds. We only have them there if they are invited in by us.
We don’t live a natural life, no matter what those cereals and shampoo commercials might tell you. We live a life so devoid of nature and what lives and breathes around us that for all our studying, for all our access to information, we are more ignorant and thus more frightened of the natural world than we ever were.
Not those that have decided to learn about it.
The average guy or gal.
We are thankful that someone is protecting our delicate sensibilities.
We don’t strain to look around the curtain to get a peek through the fence.
We walk by, looking straight ahead not deviating.
Because if we deviate, we might see something Upsetting.
Or that might make us Sad.
Or might make it Difficult to Sleep.
And then we will have to go to the doctor to get the little fairy pill depicted in commercials that will help you sleep for eight hours, despite the side effects.

You don’t have time for the doctor, nor do you have time to deal with the Emotional side. If you see something you might have to re-evaluate. Everything. You might even need to (gasp) change. That will not do. Everything was going along so well, we had no problems, we were sailing through. Why did you have to go and spoil it!?
Sigh.
I wonder if your dog or cat is not just a tad bit put off by that piece of relative you wear inside your gloves. Maybe Binkie isn’t playing with that cat toy shaped like a mouse because it smells exactly like all his relatives.
Maybe.
It doesn’t matter how much disposable income you have. If you wouldn’t pick up roadkill and wear it, if you wouldn’t pop Fluffy over the head for her skin, why wear it at all?

Fur is dead.

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