Saturday, February 25, 2006

W.A.R. Takes on HLS investors

Activists headed up to Central Park West tonight. After a quick stop at the Museum of Natural History to complain to our all time favorite President of the Museum, Ellen Futter (former director of Bristol-Myers Squibb), about the live animals in the building taken from the Galapagos islands for a Darwin exhibit, we moved on to our good ol' buddy Carter McClelland from the Bank of America. His doormen were very happy to see us because of the cruelty and torture that goes on inside HLS. In fact, they were so happy to see us, they called the police and cowered inside trying to protect the door from protestors who weren't even close to it. Chants rang out down the street letting everyone know how Carter's company funds people who use puppies as punching bags and mail their removed bloody hearts to their girlfriends for Valentines Day. It demonstrates what truly sick bastards they are at Huntingdon.

Moving on we decided to knock on the door of Serra Sonmez. She was happy to have a visitor until she realized who we were and what we wanted to talk to her about. She obviously knew very well about the murderers at HLS and that her company was invested in them. Shame on you Serra and your company Cramer Rothenthal & Mcglynn. That's okay, you want to deal with blood money then you get the puppy killing treatment. Serra told us “you're not welcome here”, we told her “kitty cat killer – LEAVE TOWN” and the police she called said that (on video) we have every right to be here.

Moving up the block we stopped at Jason Griffith's sweet little apartment building. I'll have to say that your doorman is the worst liar we have ever met and we have met a lot of doormen and a lot of liars. Jason's takes the cake. His stupid smirk got him voices screaming out reaching the top floors of their cute little building. He was no longer smirking. He was trying to call the police. Too bad for him we actually had a few with us already. They just hung out and watched as we educated his neighbors about how HLS cuts open animals alive with out any painkillers and that Jason's company (The Bank of America) is helping financially to do that.

Our last stop was Thomas White. His wife and kids were polite enough to talk to us at the door. She wanted us to come back when her husband was home. I guess that conversation was over until voices rang out and her husband came running home to talk to us. Very polite and sympathetic to us being out in the now very cold and windy Saturday night for animals and not sitting in front of a TV or partying it up somewhere else. After a short discussion we promised to get him a copy of “The Truth” and he promised (or at least his wife made him promise) that he would take this up with his company, The Bank of America. After seeing how mad his wife was, I am sure he is going to get his co-worker's attention at work.