Word: horseflesh
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...seemed to focus on swimming, track and field, gymnastics and basketball. But sadly overlooked is equestrian. These three divisions: dressage, eventing and jumping test the mental and physical stamina of each partnership. There are millions of enthusiasts all over the world. It's high time the media realized that horseflesh is just as appealing as any bodies we see in the pool, on the track or on the court. Alma Lou Annab, AMMAN...
Colorado State's Grandin, who helped refine standards for humane livestock slaughter, says Americans have an "ick" factor when it comes to the idea of horseflesh, equating it, she says "killing and eating pets." But, Grandin argues, "the problem is, these are 800- to 1,200-pound pets. When they shut down those plants, I said we've got to avoid alternatives worse than slaughter. But we have not, and all my worse nightmares have come true...
...another - sides and chests spurted blood, the stench of which drove the crazed predators to commit acts of frenzied cruelty," is his description of a wolf attack on a herd of prize horses. "The raw meat in their mouths meant nothing to the wolves: only the murderous tearing of horseflesh mattered." More problematically, the book contains puzzling chunks in which Jiang details his pet theory: that thousands of years of farming have turned the Chinese into a spineless people who placidly accept direction from above and are too timid to seize what they want. If the country is to avoid...
...owner was wealthy San Francisco car dealer Charles Howard (Jeff Bridges), who lost his son in an accident and his marriage in the tragedy's aftermath. His trainer was the terminally taciturn Tom Smith (Chris Cooper), who had a flinty sympathy for damaged and derided horseflesh. His principal rider was Red Pollard (Tobey Maguire), too big and too angry to be a great jockey, but a man who saw something of his unpromising yet ever striving self in Seabiscuit...
Women neither telephoned men for dates nor were so unlady-like as to invite a man to dance. As a horsewoman, I thought of those dances as horse fairs at which prospective buyers carefully examined the horseflesh before purchasing. The only difference at those jolly-ups were that the Harvard men did not examine up close either our teeth or our feet. Despite this realization, I enjoyed the jolly-ups because I loved to dance and I wasn’t so homely that I didn’t get chosen...