Types of sex with Animals

   1. Opportunistic or Safety-Valve sex: "I need a sexual release... they're available... there are no human partners around... I'll get it with an animal."

   2. Fixated Sex: Animals become love objects and are the exclusive sexual "partners" for a human.
   3. Domineering sex: When batterers, rapists and pornographers force sex between a human and an animal for purposes of humiliation, sexual exploitation, dominance and control. C.J.A. Safety-valve sex is often seen as a casual act of the curious young, as sexual exploration rather than deviancy.

The animals who people have access to are the animals who will be sexually used: cats, dogs, sheep, cows, hens, rabbits, goats, ducks, horses, bulls, fishes. Proximity allows for sexual access. This is the primary reason gorillas, chimpanzees, and others are not prevalent sex objects: they are not animals to whom humans have regular access. Many forms of sexual contact between humans and animals are physically destructive to the animals. Few vaginas, especially those of young animals, are large enough to accommodate the penis of a male Homo sapiens. Furthermore, small animals often experience torn rectums and internal bleeding after being sexually assaulted; chickens and rabbits are often killed by the act itself. Sadistic sexual behavior against animals also occurs. Chickens are frequently decapitated because this intensifies the convulsions of the sphincter, thereby increasing the sexual pleasure of the man. Even when it does not involve sadism, bestiality is animal abuse because it is forced sex.

Early one morning in 2005, a dying man was unceremoniously dropped off at a hospital in Enumclaw, WA, a small town 45 miles outside of Seattle. Hours later, the man, who was carrying no identification, died from internal bleeding caused by a perforated colon. Security camera footage of the car that dropped the man at the hospital led authorities to a horse farm. There they found "buckets full" of video tapes documenting men having sex with horses. The farm was apparently a meeting spot for an online community of zoophiles (they call themselves "zoos"), who would gather to drink daiquiris, watch science fiction films, and engage in sexual intercourse with Arabian stallions. The regular visitors to the farm knew one another by their online screen names. The dead man's name was Mr. Hands.

A good number of the online zoophiles are zoos because they think it's fashionable, and the older ones often had their heads a good way up their asses anyway, including myself.

Someone has decided that I am unfit to post on Midnitecrow's place and didn't bother to tell me about it, so I am IP blocked there.

A good number of the online zoos these days are either animal rights bastards or the bitches of animal rights bastards, and while some of them may actually lust after the genitalia of animals, I think that a lot of them are posers and some of them are just here to find out who's zoo and how to fuck them over. A number of them are in the zoo community just to gather information for use by the animal rights goofballs, so some of us will probably wind up burned out of our homes or find our animals mysteriously dead.

Then when I mention what is going on, one of those bastards starts a fight and I first try to reason with them then I lose it because they are so deliberately obtuse it drives me nuts, and the rest of the group isn't following along. I don't even want to think that there is so much evil or that a lot of people just can't see it, but it's there and it's putrid.

I am to blame for fucking up a lot of forums because I notice this and say something about it, and everything would have been "just fine" if I had left it alone and everyone had just played their games without me. That's the way it is, isn't it? If my friend is being swindled, I'm better off just letting it happen. Then everyone will be happy and the swindler won't have to send two big bruisers to my house to bruise me. Then there will be no conflict, and that swindler can milk my friends for the rest of their lives and everyone wins.

Maybe that's right. Maybe I should have left bad enough alone.