End of Freedom

The End of Freedom


Greetings,



They were here first the oceans their only boundaries. They prepared the land for us, but when we came we hunted them almost to extinction. Some escaped to Europe and mankind learned to partner with them. 500 years ago they came back in the bellies of ships, only the strong survived, the rest thrown overboard. They helped build this country, plowing fields, moving people and goods. Two million were sent to war, two hundred came back. They rounded up the cattle, rodeo'ed, stared in movies, fed our dogs and to thank them we gave them some badlands with little water. They survived and represent American grit and freedom. Now one man, the head of the BLM with oversight of the Gulf oil spill is rounding them up. Dose he really have time for our Mustangs? How ironic, the very oil that replaced horses is running out. Our desperation to get is is apparent. Will we have a future with no oil or horses, or will he plow our fields? CONGRESS return our Mustangs to the land designated to them in the 1971 law. Every Mustang removed, gelded, penned, and slaughtered is an abomination to our freedom and future.