
Back in November, on my way to a journalistic assignment in Stornoway, I stopped for a delicious bacon roll at the Black Mount, above Rannoch Moor.
There has been a tame stag haunting the lay-by for a number of years, treasured and protected by locals. I was horrified to be told today by listener Deborah Hackett that the animal was attacked by bunch of inexpressibly disgusting excuses for human beings using an air gun. It was so badly injured it had to be put down.
I know that at a time when hundreds of people, including children, are being slaughtered in Gaza (and elsewhere)this may seem like a classic piece of anthropomorphic sentimentalism. But it’s a form of casual cruelty-for-fun that always illustrates real evil.

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