"Sir, step away from the Cock!"

Even great Cocks like Foghorn are bound to suffer a grizzly fate in the end.

One of my original intents upon starting this blog was to delve deeply into the sordid world of Cock Fighting. It's a sick and inuhmane practice, one that needs to be exposed for the true harm it causes. The following is an excerpt from a report filed by an undercover agent with the Oklahoma Coalition Against Cock Fighting. The damage to our children goes beyond statistics:

"Behind the indoor bleachers was a snack bar. I didn't have much of an appetite by now but I checked out the menu. Sure enough, fried chicken was on the menu. So was everything else familiar to those of us who frequent bowling alley snack bars; Tater-Tot potatoes, nachos, and hamburgers. Children played under the bleachers just like I had at high school football games. It was a bizarre 'family atmosphere'. "

What kind of message is this sending, serving fried chicken at cock fights? It's plain and simple, we're telling our kids that if you can watch something fight, you can eat it, too. So now every time they see a commercial for a boxing match on TV, they're going to ask "mommy, when do we get to eat fried people?"

"Kicking the bucket" takes on a whole new meaning for losing cocks.

Thankfully, something is being done about the problem. Just a few days ago, Miami-Dade County police arrested thirty people in one of the biggest cock-fighting busts in recent history. Sgt. George Llambes of the organized-crimes bureau describes the crime scene where two dead cocks were found:

"Fresh blood on their sides and necks. . .One of the guys that ran took his rooster. . .It was kind of funny. He grabbed his rooster and threw it in a box."

Just brutal. This ends the PHN Public Service Announcement of the Year. Please, if anyone you know is involved in the harmful or illegal use of cocks, contact your local authorities.

My trip to Punjabi Cock-Fest, 2007. Best beer garden this side of the Ganges!