I am a gambler. It’s in my blood. During my four-year stint in Hawaii, where I was stationed as an engineer, I never had the chance to gamble there because ...
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...endure. An article on animal abuse in horse racing states, “Changing social values and new technologies have contributed to increasing media attention and debate about the acceptable use of animals in sport . . . [focusing] on the use of the whip in thoroughbred horse racing. Those who defend its use argue it is a necessary tool needed for safety, correction and encouragement, and that it does not cause the horse any pain. For those who oppose its use, it is an instrument of cruelty” (Raewyn). Social media discussions could lead to a ban on the animal abuse in horse racing. Change comes in numbers and social media is capable of bringing action to eliminate animal abuse in sports. The race horses deserve to have a voice and have someone advocate on their behalf.
For the most part, most race horses live a great life and only have to take a beating on race day.
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