Image released after seagull ‘stamped to death’ in Blackpool

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1. I’m from Blackpool. The seagulls are an integral part of our identity and, although they can be absolute bastards, I could never imagine harming one 🙁 this makes me so sad

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3. Anyone who is wantonly cruel to animals is likely to be rather unpleasant to humans too.

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5. Are seagulls not classed as vermin IE rats of the air?

6. A casual reminder, before the rage crew enter the arena:

   In (or on behalf of) the UK, hundreds of millions of animals are slaughtered annually for meat consumption. Estimates based on recent statistics indicate the following approximate figures for animals killed for meat each year:

   * **Chickens**: Over 1 billion
   * **Pigs**: Around 10 million
   * **Cattle (including cows, bulls, and calves)**: About 2.5 million
   * **Sheep and lambs**: Approximately 14 million
   * **Turkeys**: Roughly 15-20 million (seasonal variations, especially around Christmas)
   * **Ducks**: About 10 million
   * **Other animals (e.g., goats, game animals)**: In smaller numbers, typically tens of thousands.

   These figures reflect large-scale farming and slaughtering practices in the UK. Factors such as dietary trends, export levels, and population growth can influence these numbers.

   So: one seagul is very much a drop in the ocean of animal suffering produced by our nation.

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8. I’m’a tell a story about a seagull… but I have to preface it by saying that my ma has a fear of winged things. Moths, Birds, Insects… she aint into ’em. Anyway…

   When I was 10 years old there was a storm. There have been other storms, but they didn’t involve a seagull. There had been this storm and it rained heavy… thunder, lightning, the whole nine yards. During a dry moment I decided to go and play on a field 10 minutes from my house, and when I got there I found a seagull that had obviously been caught in the storm, just sat in the field looking like a pillowcase full of feathers. Being the caring young boy that I was, I wrapped my jumper around it and took it home. I had it sat in front of the fire, giving it crisp and other junk food that I probably shouldn’t have been feeding it, but I was a boy, and I was just trying to care… and you see them eating all kinds of shite anyway.

   It must have been sat in front of the fire for 2 hours or so. My dad was chuffed because he loved animals. He’s there telling us (me and my siblings) everything that he knew about seagulls… and then my mum came in from work.

   The seagull must have sensed her unease because it took off, flying around a British Council house sized living room knocking pictures off walls and vases off shelves. My mum is flapping it because she hates birds with a passion and she’s screaming **”Get that thing out of my house NOW!!”**

   It took us half an hour to guide it out of the house where it took off into the sunset never to be seen again. It was all great fun… and then I got grounded for bringing a seagull home.

   I still wouldn’t stomp a seagull to death despite my somewhat tumultuous relationship with them.

9. When I was a teenager, there was a rumour that paracetamol would make a seagull explode when ingested. With this priceless information my friends and I put paracetamols in chips and fed them to the seagulls that frequented the playing fields next to the school. What absolute nonsense; not a single seagull blew up. Anyway my point is that you do stupid mindless shit when you’re young but that person looks to be a grown man. As someone else has commented, seagulls are See You Next Tuesdays but not as much of one as that ‘gentleman’.

   Postscript: I’ve killed two pigeons with my car, not on purpose. Both induced a panic attack.

10. One of the reasons I dislike Blackpool. Don’t get me wrong, it’s animal cruelty, but when animals depend on humans for food, learn that they can steal with no consequences. And then there is you, having the shittest year so far, persuaded to go out feel the fresh air, travel hours to Blackpool, buy some chips and find a place to park my introvert ass down, just for some that seagull to steal my chips. I’d be lucky if it didn’t “snap” me in the moment.

11. Who are these psychopaths to do that.
    I’m sure nearly everyone here has probably fed gulls as children and had enough empathy and compassion to alway try to feed the seagull missing a leg only for the leg to magically reappear once he’s gotten a chip lol.

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