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SLAUGHTER ON THE ICE (Shall we do it you and I?) Rolf Harris
Some ordinary man with a baseball bat stands over them and bashes in their heads.
They're babies,
Helpless babies.
Oh he's very, very careful as he slits from infant navel up to chin line. Least I imagine that's the method - I've never really watched the way a mother would.
Perhaps I should have done, then I could tell you every detail of the peeling of the skin and of the dumping of the smashed head, little naked, bleeding body, in an ever growing pile upon the ice . . .
Shall we intercept this killer and dispose of him together, you and I?
Would you let him say a word in his defence?
Would you let him say a word in his defence?
"It's a job" (it's a job!)
"It's a living" (that's a laugh!)
"In their natural environment - why half these little shavers wouldn't make it to adulthood,
I'm just merely helping nature keep the balance. If I didn't, someone else would."
"No good blaming me, man.
No one questions the Eskimos, been killing 'em for ages."
The Inuit, my friend - he was killing for survival. He didn't have a twenty thousand tonner to transport him. He hunted from a kayak with a quiet desperation and he used up every scraping of his kill. The skin he wore to warm him and the sinew made his bow string and the bone was shaped for arrow head and fishing hook and bow. The meat provided food for all the family's existence.
Then some designer comes along and says "That outfit looks so cute and we could sure create a fashion out o' him!"
So the caps and capes and coats and gloves and stoles and knee length boots are all promoted in the glossy magazines . . .
. . . And all the crappy little souvenirs that flood across the market - little seal with button-eyes and with a corkscrew up its grommet and no mention of the slaughter on the ice . . .
. . . P'raps a postcard of a bloody trail of naked little carcasses, lying there and rotting, isn't nice.
"Ah they never know what hits 'em, and I'll guarantee they're dead - well as near as makes no difference - honest . . . and we get 'em when they're babies 'cause they need the skins that colour, hey, the biggest laugh about it is, they stand and watch you coming - there's no sign of any danger there at all . . . and there's tons and tons of orders stretching months and months ahead!"
Shall we take this callous killer and dispose of him together, you and I?
Does no good to smash his head in, although that would please me muchly, but another ten would come to earn his wage.
No, the only way to do it is to shun the sealskin product, leave it lie and rot in warehouse and in factory and boutique. Maybe next year at this time, we can face the spring together, with a picture free of infant killing baseball batting b******s with the knowledge that the bottom's dropped right out of all this misery, and kids have got a prospect of a family of their own, in the years they have ahead.
Shall we do it, you and I?
World copyright - Rolf Harris March, l971

2006-07-15 03:53:19 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Polls & Surveys

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2006-07-15 04:03:37 · update #1

10 answers

Pointless

2006-07-15 03:59:12 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0 1

Okay, visit any slaughter house in the world, I have, It's carnage, it's genocide. Plants may have feelings too. Whacha gonna do? People are dyin, they dyin from lack of food, right here where i live in Isan. Bleeding hearts, all over, get a direction an do something, I did, I gave all my money, did no good, 25 years of saving, gone, the problem remains, get to the end of It, fix it there. Who wants the cubs? Go kill them or teach them. Money, that's what it all comes down to, in the end. Q&A is the same, it's ethos is points, he who dies with the most, is king. Ethos, change the ethos.

2006-07-15 04:10:41 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Bit long this essay like being back at school, anyhow, this debate has been ongoing for some time now, and as cruel as i feel this barbaric slaughter is, other cultures feel it is normal...

2006-07-15 04:01:45 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

I saw him perform that on the Richard & Judy Show! (did I say that out loud?!) it was really powerful when he performed it, I don't think people can appreciate it fully by just reading it, you have to hear him recite it.

2006-07-15 04:26:56 · answer #4 · answered by LONDONER © 6 · 0 0

its daring and true and touches in some way. if i understand it correctly its about man killing animals for their selfish need of fur/coats. people are so vein, i hate this and yes i would help stop it, its cruel. why do people feel the need to kill innocent creatures just to feel beautiful or fashionable. it makes me so angry...

2006-07-15 04:10:29 · answer #5 · answered by Maritza S 6 · 0 0

It started off slow, drifted off in the middle and the least said about the end the better.

2006-07-15 04:02:04 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

i listened to it earlier, yeah it's a bit in your face but it gets the msg across and thats the whole point isn't it

2006-07-15 04:13:20 · answer #7 · answered by Scottish lass 4 · 0 0

rolf harris, the devil in disguise. do you what he is yet?

I mean, two little boy's with two little toys? beware of the man bearing icecreams.

2006-07-15 04:02:33 · answer #8 · answered by mad john 3 · 0 0

it's totally scary and extremely dangerous, i'm so scared.... but, it's a lil bit confusing

2006-07-15 04:02:20 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

too long of a diatribe - pointless to waste my time and read it

2006-07-15 04:44:01 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

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