Thanksgiving was particularly cold. As I prepared to go to a dinner party, I reached back into an area of my closet for rarely used items and pulled out a silk zipper bag. There was dust on the top, and I realized that it had not been disturbed since I placed it there the day we moved into our new house eight years ago. I was afraid to look inside.
Much to my delight, the red fox jacket was every bit as beautiful as it was the day it was purchased 20 years earlier.
I hadn’t worn fur for a good 10 years. I had allowed myself to be intimidated by a few radical animal-rights extremists. I had kidded myself into thinking that if I just bided my time, these people would tire of their tirades and the whole anti-fur movement would just die out.
This never works. All it does is empower them.
Having successfully intimidated sizeable numbers of fur fanciers, they moved on to other things. They went after meat eaters of all types ? from beef, pork, chicken, fowl and fish. Then, they tried to make us feel guilty about using animal products.
People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals went over the top when it ran an ad aimed at college students suggesting they drink beer instead of milk.
If we don’t use cows for hamburger and we don’t use their milk, what do we do with all the cows?
Can’t you see all those emancipated cows roaming around, wandering in and out of our yards, leaving their droppings on our sidewalks and playgrounds and tying up traffic on our streets? That is utterly ridiculous!
These radical animal-rights activists believe there is no difference between human beings and animals. In their economy, a rat is a pig is a dog is a boy ? we are all the same, except they are willing to cut the four-legged variety some slack. You never hear them moaning about all the smaller animals that are torn to shreds and eaten by foxes, but we humans are immoral for killing foxes, even if it is done more humanely.
The fur industry in this country has an excellent record and plays an important role in wildlife management and conservation. No species is endangered or threatened by the legitimate fur trade today. In fact, the overpopulation of animals can cause serious problems for other animals and the environment.
Just as there are strict regulations governing livestock and the care of animals used in medical research, humane care standards have been implemented by the fur industry and many of the animals used in the fur trade are raised on farms.
I tried on my fox jacket. I had selected a style that is timeless and goes with everything from jeans to evening gowns. It is light, warm, practical and, yes, even cost effective. Nothing I have ever owned has given me so many years of faithful service.
Also, fur is a lot friendlier to the environment than its synthetic counterparts. Faux furs require one gallon of petroleum oil for every three jackets manufactured and fake furs do not biodegrade.
I thought about why I stuffed this beautiful garment in the rear of my closet. There is no difference in wearing a fur, eating a hamburger, setting a mouse trap or getting out the Raid to kill ants or flies. After all, the animal-rights movement tells us that these creatures are of equal importance.
Why do some people flinch at wearing a fur and think nothing of downing a steak or killing a cockroach?
I suppose it’s because cockroaches are ugly and furry animals are cute even though some of them, if given a chance, would tear your heart out.
The truth is I had stopped wearing fur because I had seen news reports of animal-rights activists throwing red paint on fur wearers and I had hoped for a day that these people were locked away behind bars, which is where they belong.
Yes, the fear of having a beautiful garment ruined had its effect even though the Fur Council, through its retailers, has a standing offer to clean or, if necessary, replace any garment that is damaged in that way.
I made up my mind I would no longer be a prisoner of these animal-rights activists and their radical friends who are out destroying SUVs and research labs.
I went off to the party in my beautiful fur jacket.
Up with fur ? down with roaches!
There is a big difference in animal welfare and animal rights. I was making a statement.
Enough is enough!