Forget Bambi, Save the Fish...

So, maybe my emotions are a bit screwy this week.

I'm not at all bothered by the concept of offing deer because they are gnawing at crops. I think fish are tasty, and I'm not bothered by the concept of fishing. But...then I watched this video.



And, I'm sitting here, about to cry, because that little fish is flopping about piteously. The poor little fish! What kind of sick person drops a fish on the floor and then sits there filming it close up as it dies slowly? That's just . . . cruel. I mean, a decomposing fish would one thing. I take pictures of roadkill all the time in various states of decomposition because I'm somewhat fascinated by it. But, but . . . there's no reason!

I'm going to go try to sleep now.