Owl Fishing Continues In UK

Whatsamadda? Don’t like poems? Fuck ya then.

G’day and welcome to Friday. Today we have some disturbing news from the UK involving owl fishing. I know, it’s hard to believe this sort of thing still goes on but I guess since fox hunting became such an issue, your average country squire needs another distraction.

The photo is by Nick Oliver and was published in that sanctimonious little rag called Reader’s Digest (the pages are perfect size for out-house use).

“A vole’s eye view of a barn owl in Suffolk, UK, taken with a camera trigger and a lure attached to a fishing line. One twitch of the lure and…”

Really this is too much. I can remember being a lad of 5 when we lived in Longtown, Cumbria, waiting for the school bus in the winter morning twilight. From the frost furred trees a silent winged ghost passed over me close enough to feel the presure wave of it's wings. I watched for that solem beast every morning after, but never saw it again.

Apparently because some fucker was flying it around on a fishing lure. Poor innocent nocturnal predator dropping in for a tasty snack only to find he’s instead got hold of a hand-tied fishing vole with a dirty great hook. The feisty little owl would try to free itself and the mean country squire would let it spin out a while, liberty seemingly at hand, until he YANKED up hard on the line to set the hook and began hauling it back in. Poor little wings flapping like mad but to no avail. Oh what sport! “Quick Georgina, get the net, he’s lovely. We’ll take him home for the cats eh?”

Vicious bastards.