Canada’s Seal Slaughter: The Great Bloody White North

There is only one word to describe the Canadian government’s 2011 kill quota for seals and that word is “insane.” It’s also very silly and immature.

In the interest of appeasing the ecologically ignorant fishermen who have been impoverished by the gross management incompetence of the Canadian Department of Fisheries and Oceans (DFO), the government has set the highest kill quota ever imposed on the seals with an allowable slaughter of 468,200 harp, Grey, and hood seals. This is an increase of 148,200 over the ridiculously high kill quota of 330,000 seals in 2010.

Strangely, every year the government sets the quotas higher, although the actual kills have been in general decline each year. The DFO kill quota in 2007 was 275,000 seals and the actual kill was 82,800. In 2008, the DFO raised the quota to 280,000, allowing the sealers, in their last real effort, to kill 217,800 seals thanks to a huge boost in subsidies and government support by former Fisheries Minister Loyola Hearn. But in 2009, despite a kill quota of 280,000, the actual kill fell to 72,400. Last year the DFO raised the quota to 330,000, an all time high, and the sealers took their lowest numbers ever with 67,000 kills.

The current Fisheries Minister Gail Shea could have set the quota at a million as her present fantasy number of seals she would like to see slaughtered, but without any real financial incentive, the sealers will again probably not exceed 100,000 in deaths inflicted.

So what is the purpose of raising the kill quotas while the actual number of seals killed continues to be far below the government kill quotas? And why are these numbers so distant from each other? As a Canadian, I will tell you why.

There is a real disconnect between the club swinging serial seal killers and the low-life political scum suckers that prowl the corridors of Canada’s federal parliament. The sealers tend to be somewhat practical with their feet planted in the reality of their economic environment, whereas the politicians and bureaucrats exist in the fantasy world of posturing and posing where the costs of fuel, prices of pelts, the dangers of the ice, and the realities of climate are irrelevant.

The politicians, and especially the incompetent bureaucrats that run the Canadian DFO, are a mean-minded bunch of vindictive, shallow, and petty people. They have decided that the slaughter of seals is a cultural tradition for Canada and that backing the thugs with clubs is an act of patriotism, or more to the point they hope to get their vote in the upcoming federal election.

In America, it’s mom and apple pie, and politicians kissing babies. In Canada, its baby-bashers, seal flipper pie, and clubbing baby seals. For nearly four decades, the Newfoundlanders have controlled the Goofy Nufie Doofus Department otherwise known as the DFO. Newfoundlanders compose the majority of the bureaucrats in the DFO and most of the fisheries ministers have hailed from the Rock.

It is true that four provinces actually participate in the slaughter. Nova Scotia, and my native province of New Brunswick take some, while the meanest, most barbaric group of killers are the residents of the ‘Maganderthal’ Isles in the Gulf of St. Lawrence. But the largest group of club-swinging, whining barbarians are the Newfoundlanders. Now not all Newfoundlanders are thugs and baby seal bashers, but many Newfoundlanders have defended the slaughter in the name of some vague notion that killing baby seals is the foundation upon which the Nufie identity sits. Americans have baseball, the Australians have cricket, the Japanese have sumo wrestling, and the Newfoundlanders have baby seal bashing.

It really is embarrassing to be a Canadian and to be associated with this shameful horror show, especially when you consider that the ‘Maganderthals’ drink seal blood and paint a crucifix on their heads as some sort of ritualistic coming of age charade. Adding to the silliness is a Governor General who kept barbarism alive in the 21st Century by eating a raw seal heart on international television, where the true north strong and free was loyally championed by Her Excellency Michaëlle Jean, the official representative of Queen Elizabeth II, with seal blood drooling from her lips as she smiled. Ahhh I was so proud to be a Canadian that day, yes sir, proud indeed eh.

How this east coast orgy of blood and gore is representative in any traditional sense at all for Canada would be a mystery, if not for the fact that the federal government of Canada has a history of dismissing the western half of Canada. The Canadian flag represents this fact in a very blatant way, by featuring a maple leaf, coming from a tree that is not native anywhere west of Ontario.

I am a Canadian and a Maritimer raised in the New Brunswick fishing village of St. Andrews-by-the-Sea on Passamaquoddy Bay. We New Brunswickers are called herring chokers, whereas the people of Nova Scotia are known as Bluenosers, the people of Prince Edward Island are called Spud Islanders, and the people of Newfoundland are called Nufies or Newfies. Some people, none of whom are from the Maritimes or they would know better, have actually called me a racist for using these names. This is of course ridiculous as Maritimers have called each other by these names for well over a century.

Now “herring choker” is not a word I would choose to be known by, but it does not bother me just as being called a “Canuck” does not bother me or any other Canadian I know, well unless they are hockey fans, not rooting for the Vancouver Canucks. And speaking as a herring choker, and being raised in a fishing village, I have firsthand witnessed, the steady diminishment of the fisheries of Eastern Canada under the extreme mismanagement of the Canadian government’s legendary legion of lazy liars that make up the DFO.

This is the same government that oversaw the complete and utter destruction of the greatest fishery on earth – the cod fishery of the Grand Banks of Newfoundland. What they did by capitulating to the insatiable greed of the fishing industry was wipe out an entire species, completely diminishing the entire oceanic ecosystem of Eastern Canada.

Fisheries Ministers Romeo LeBlanc, John Crosbie, Brian Tobin, Loyola Hearn, and Gail Shea have been the worst of the arrogantly ignorant moronic ministers that presided over this ecological crime against humanity from 1976 until present day. And they just keep getting dumber and dumber with Shea being the most cruel, incompetent seal bashing, nature-destroying troglodyte of them all.

A few years ago when I debated Senator Céline Hervieux-Payette on the CBC’s Mike Duffy show, I had to listen to her spout such nonsense as, “the seal hunt is the most humane, well regulated hunt of any wild animal in the world.” Any person who has witnessed it knows that is a line of beaver crap. The senator admitted she had never seen it but she had “been told,” by the fisheries bureaucrats that it was “humane and well regulated, and that was good enough for me.”

Of course to be a senator in Canada is not a job requiring intelligence or skill. Canadian senators are appointed for life by the Prime Minister for favors rendered, which can range from patronage or being a golf buddy to in this particular senator’s position – sleeping with the right person, like a former Prime Minister for example.

I saw my first seal killed when I was ten years of age. I said then, as I continue to say now, that this senseless slaughter, this bloody horrific obscenity is the most shameful blemish on the escutcheon of Canada in all of our history. I witnessed the mass slaughter in all its scarlet stained frigid horror, first in 1976, and then again numerous times since. I have pulled seal clubs from the hands of sealers, I have fought with them on ice, and on land. I’ve taken my ships in the icepack, blockaded their harbors, and chased their ships from the killing grounds. I’ve been beaten by them, and I’ve knocked a few down in self-defense. I have witnessed the incredible cruelty and stupidity of these baby killing monsters all of my life and I have done all within my power to end this shameful horror that has blighted Canada throughout its history, a bloody history that started with the genocide of our indigenous people, that massacred the beaver, and drove the sea mink, the giant auk, the Newfoundland wolf, the Labrador duck, and so many other species to extinction.

I have no respect for the traditional fishing so-called culture of the Atlantic Provinces. I saw them when I was a child pumping oil over board from their bilges, tossing their plastic garbage and old nets into the sea and shooting anything that moved in the water or flew above it, just for the fun of it. People in the cities can admire the fishermen if they choose but I was raised with them, saw them, and their catch every day and realized at an early age that these were men that I did not wish to become.

When critics say I should respect them I can only reply – why should I? Their behavior is well documented in books like Sea of Heartbreak and Over the Side Micky by Newfoundland writer Michael Dwyer, The Living Ice by Magdalen Island writer Pol Chartraine, or Vikings of the Ice by New England writer Arthur England. And the entire history of this destruction of the natural balance of nature is well documented in Sea of Slaughter by Farley Mowat.

Source: Bikya Masr

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~ by FSVSF Admin on 13 May, 2011.

One Response to “Canada’s Seal Slaughter: The Great Bloody White North”

  1. Rick. Best Ever.

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