A gang of animal liberationist thugs, wielding baseball bats, attacked peaceable fly fishers in the UK, roughing people up and breaking rods and reels. Mark my words: These people are becoming wild, based on their zealous embrace of misanthropic animal rights ideology. Unless their less zealous colleagues in the animal rights movement convince these thugs to cool it—they sure won’t listen to law enforcement or writers like me—then sooner or later somebody is going to get badly hurt.
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