Now, That’s The Way A Horse Race Should Be Run!

Normally, I am not one for the “sport” of horse racing, in fact, I am an animal lover and advocate for the prevention of cruelty to animals.  But one particular horse race really caught my attention and I believe that it was one for the ages.  It was the second leg of the “Triple Crown”, obviously there are three of these races.  The first of these races are run in Louisville, Kentucky with other two happening in cities that are lot lesser known.  It is obviously a big deal for the rich and famous to dress up, drink fancy cocktails and watch an adult man beat a horse with a leather whip around a track—sound like a blast!

Normally, I would not give this thing two minutes of my time, however, someone pointed out that I must watch the video of this race (the race had already been run).  Upon viewing the video, I discovered that this race indeed offered something that I would very much enjoy.  As the horses left the starting gate one of the jockeys was bucked completely off of his mount.  This left the horse running on its own and me cheering for it like I had a million dollars on him.  To mine and everyone else’s surprise the jockey less horse actually made a race out of it.

Although towards the end of the race, the solo horse began to fade, probably from the lack of having his ass smacked by a crazed little man with a leather whip (jeezo, sounds like a porn movie).  The race ended with my horse finishing second to last but first in my heart.   Many people try to defend this so-called sport by explaining that the horses are pampered and live a luxurious lifestyle.  Really?  You try putting a 110lb dickhead on your back, then run in muddy looking clay as fast as you can for a mile and a half, the whole time being smacked in the ass by a piece of leather. Then tell me how great your life is.  Ok, some of you out there may enjoy that kind of thing, but please keep it to yourself.

The ultimate, greatest horse race, at least for me, would be the horses simultaneously bucking off all of the jockeys at the starting gate.  The horses would then run a glorious victory lap culminating with a turn towards an open gate and escaping to freedom.  Or an even better race would be the horses riding on the jockeys backs for a mile and a half, now that’s entertainment.  I don’t pretend to understand the fascination that people have with animal abuse as sport, cockfighting, dog fighting or horse racing.  But there sure are a lot of them out there, to me it is another excess of rich assholes who seemingly can’t find something better to do with their time or obnoxious wealth, with the possible exception of buying their kids way into expensive universities.

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