You know what I watched on TV today? I watched a program about two brothers who were bullfighters. What is it that will cause thousands to watch this blood sport?
Bullfighting originated way back in Rome where the Romans practiced prehistoric bull worship and sacrifice. This sport is common in Spain, Portugal, some Latin American countries, and even some cities in France. It's normally practiced in a huge arena. The bullfighter or toreros is pitted against the strength of the bull. What do you get when you wave a cape at a bull? An enraged bull that can inflict terrible wounds and even kill the bullfighter. In some cases horses may be present and can oftentimes be fatally gored, as well.
Spaniards and those that participate in this sport insist that the traditions of old must be continued while those individuals that abhor the cruelty of the bull during the event fight hard to have it banned altogether.
Remember the brothers I spoke of? When asked why they did it, even though both spent many years in the U.S., they returned to Spain and went into bullfighting. Why? They said it was because it was in the family; their grandfather and their father had both been famous matadors. In fact, their father was killed during just such a bullfight. They explain it as though it's just meant to be; it's in the blood they say.
Well, I say what fools. Even though both brothers were recently critically injured due to being gored by a bull, they both indicated that they would go back to bullfighting. For what? Pride? I'd say more of "macho," an attitude that makes men feel that they are superior to all and inferior to none. In my opinion, being macho is being just plain stupid. That they would risk their lives and risk leaving their families in a hearst just doesn't make sense to me.
I'm sorry I rattled on, but I just can't cotton to the senselessness exhibited.
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