Tasty on a plate

So the amusing folks over at PETA are beginning a campaign to re-name fish “Sea Kittens”* in order to make it more difficult, psychologically or vocally, to order fish. According to the rationality-impaired,

“If everyone started calling fish ’sea kittens,’ they’d be a lot less likely to violently kill them for food, painfully hook them for ’sport,’ or cruelly confine them to aquariums,” a spokeswoman said.

Note that last bit there? Remember, the goal of PETA and other animal-”rights” groups is not only compulsory veganism (don’t get me started), but the banning of pet ownership.

Well. Let PETA be PETA, I say.

Though one wonders: Will we now see a spike in fish sales thanks to the humungous numbers of cat-haters in the world?

Just curious. Chances are, my dad is already at the supermarket, stocking up on sea kitten steaks, sea-kitten sticks in beer batter, and Maryland-style kittencakes. Heck, now we might even be able to convince him that sushi is worth eating: after all, it’s not fish, it’s sea-kittens!

Had Fred Thompson or Duncan Hunter become president, do you think they’d have not only declared open season on punching hippies (more, more), but animal-rights wackos, too? Or is that redundant?

* I’m not linking to their pansy campaign to increase the hit count. Google, y’all.

Wink & a smile to Bret Baier of Special Report (oh, Brit! *SOB* Bret is charming, but…!)