With regard to the beloved animals, with whom we always make derogatory comparisons with man and even, some give him offensive ranges according to gender, for example; With the respect that women deserve me, it is unworthy to hear that they are offended by their condition, sometimes even of survival of their lives, and they are called a bitch, a bitch or a rat, while men are exalted because they are vivacious or cunning. says old fox, by macho, dog or mouse and, by ward for a competitive act, my cock! You can also get infinities of eschatological examples of meaning; we know the pigeon for its symbolism of peace but others give it coarse meaning with the male member, the pichirres call them old hen because they do not contribute, when people go to a site of offers or there is something given to them they say; They fell like flies to shit! and in this a new profession is born compared to the bachaco extractor, the bachaquero!
In this era of the "Mission Nevado" in homage to the Libertador's pet dog, for nobody is a secret the serious crisis that Venezuela is currently experiencing and that touches even the domesticated animals that have been left to their lot in the streets, in In some cases, I have seen close testimonies from people who have eaten cats, dogs and pigeons. The people work as a donkey to survive the moment and have to move to the shark (fish), but the vampires called "bachaqueros" eat it and bleed until they see it squalid (skeletal) in a war that the hungry shark swims around outside and inside from the country.
We have involuted in a crisis so excessive that the games of chance take over the population and run which horses of 5 and 6 to play "the little animals" lottery, in long lines like banks, telecajeros or food markets. There are no colors, ages or professions of people betting their money in this game born several years ago in the east of Venezuela, that is how the fauna happens to be loved in its chance. It is painful to say, but it is an illusive way for many to look for cash or rummage in the face of the probabilities of gain in a chance that becomes a game habit that catches up infants.
There are those who affirm that in the past many poor people ate "perrarina" but today, it is difficult even for rich dogs. They are times of a strange capitalist socialism where the hare jumps everywhere and the cow's milk moves away from the children, the cheese is left to grate and the chicken is only the tweet, tweet in a nostalgic advertisement of: eat eggs !, Eat sardines !. We live difficult times and we begin to get accustomed to a quality of animal life, to be camels in permanent droughts surrounded by zamuros and scavengers, to live with the parrot of gossip, the sparkling bear or the parakeet of the drug that swarms the streets. The sanitary is a pest zoo that makes flies, mosquitoes, chiripas, roaches and rodents in the environment and while the wood of the firewood that the termites exterminate and extinguishes that form of disciplined people like ants, the country is finished it becomes a kind of cement jungle anarchized to the "animal planet" criollo.
