There is a spectacle going on at the Omak Stampede, right here in my beloved Washington state, called the Suicide Race. But it isn’t suicide from the horses’ perspective: it’s murder.
Every year, horses are crippled and killed in this “race”. This kind of blood-spectacle should have gone out with the Romans, feeding Christians to lions and pitting gladiators against each other. It is a cruel travesty, and there is no excuse for it. It galls me that people will pay money and turn out in droves to watch something like this.
The horses have no choice. They are forced… Read More »