A Four-Legged Lottery

I Thought Only the Animal Activists Were Anti-Vaxxers

So I am confused.

What’s actually wrong about this?

I publish and broadcast allegedly contemptuous, unseemly, improper, insulting, and offensive language about Stewards, race club committee members, controlling bodies and their members and other racing officials all the bloody time.

My freedom of speech is not impinged, I just can’t be a licensee if I do it, which is my choice isn’t it?

Think about it.

I love greyhound racing/I love fine wine.

I go to the dogs/I go to Good Winsondogs Wine Bar

I get a license to train dogs/I became a sommelier (that’s a wog or poof who serves wine)*

I start misbehaving and being disrespectful to greyhound authorities/I get the shits with wine wog or poof and call him a dago faggot.*

I lose my license/I get sacked.

Which one is wrong?

Neither.

But the authors of this new wannabe peterprofit.com style blog about greyhounds greyntd.home.blog reckon that it is.

I reckon that you can’t have Aunty Sylviana’s son’s cake and eat him too, you have to choose one or the other.

Do you want to be a greyhound licensee or don’t you?

I made the choice that writing about issues that detrimentally affect the industry is more important than being a licensed part of it.

Everyone knows that I a mad dog man, why do I need a license to prove it?

So I chose not to have one, and it doesn’t mean that I am not a passionate and committed member of the greyhound industry – ffs I have a picture of my mate Matt’s dog on my dunny wall – it just means that I am not a licensee, and am therefore not bound by the rules, which gives me the freedom so to sat what the hell I like without restraint, other than imposed by law.

That’s fair enough isn’t it?

So what are these people carrying on about?

I’m buggered if I know.

They just sound like anti-vaxxer style whingers to me.

And everyone wants to hang around with them.

If you know who the people running the blog are, give them a jab from me.

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