An un-Vick-torious
act of crime
Commentary by Felicia
D. McDaniel, Globe Sports Editor
Arange of
emotions crossed my mind when I heard about Michael
Vick’s conduct toward animals. As a dog lover,
I was furious, but then I began to think about
the race factor. Vick was recently the headliner
on every news channel, and yet the second anniversary
of Hurricane Katrina, a disaster in which more
than 2,000 people lost their lives, came and went
without the media attention Vick had received days
before.
In April,
66 living dogs and the remains of nearly 10 were found on the grounds of Vick’s
Virginia home. Dog fighting is an illegal activity and federal offense in all
50 states, and Vick was suspended indefinitely from the NFL. He could face
up to five years in prison.
Vick obviously has some anger issues and must be
a bit crazed in the head to do the things he did to those innocent dogs. After
all, he was a six-year veteran and respected in the league, not some wide-eyes
rookie looking for direction. He was considered an elite quarterback in the
league with more endorsements than he could count.
I cannot understand the
fascination of some young black men with making their dogs mean and angry.
There is an arrogance among black men in urban areas who stroll up the street
with a dog while everyone else breaks for the other side. Why make everyone
fearful of you and turn an innocent animal into something angry and rabid for
no reason?
Last year while at a gas station in Oakland, I saw a beautiful pit
bull in the back seat of a car. Since he was still a puppy, I felt safe enough
to walk over. I greeted the dog and it began to whine as if he wanted me to
pet him. The owner, who was a young black man, immediately began to snatch
the chain on the dog’s neck and tell him not to be “a punk.” I
asked him if there was a better way he could respond to his dog and suggested
that he not try to make such a beautiful dog so evil. The dog quickly responded
to his command and seemed well behaved, so I couldn’t understand why
the extra domination was necessary. The man pleaded his case that the dog wasn’t
going to be “no punk.”
When I was growing up, I don’t recall
ever seeing pit bulls, except for Petey on “Our Gang.” Doberman
pinschers were the dogs we feared most, and German shepherds were the dogs
people loved. In the late 1980s, the hiphop culture became fixated on rotweillers,
and now this generation of hip-hop heads is into pit bulls. Our dogs were called
names like “Duke,” and now they have names synonymous with the
Italian mafia and violence.
I have three children: Chico, CoCo and Petey, and
they have four legs each. Those of us who are dog lovers have our dogs of choice,
and for me, it’s been Chihuahuas. I prefer lap dogs to the bigger ones
because I think they are cuter. However, I respect the fact that not everyone
loves smaller dogs, especially Chihuahuas.
Dogs are an extension of their owners,
and since we love them, people in our lives grow to love them as well. I can
scold my dogs and they will still love me unconditionally, and that alone makes
me feel bad when I look into their eyes. They bring me unspeakable joy, and
after a rough day, they make all of my troubles go away when they greet me
with so much love and excitement. If I step on them accidentally, hearing them
squeal in pain makes me feel horrible.
We’ve all grown up pulling the
legs off of grasshoppers, putting bees in jars and pouring salt on poor, unsuspecting
snails, but when we become adults, we move on. For Michael Vick to assist in
purposely killing another living being for profit is disturbing and painful
for me to hear. How could he look a dog in the eye knowing that he would soon
betray it because it wasn’t raking in the money and didn’t have
the “fight” in him that would make him a more desirable dog?
I
know people from all racial backgrounds are involved in dog fighting, but since
Vick is a professional athlete whose career is on the line, he is going to
be used as an example. The message is loud and clear: America will get you
for acts against an animal faster than those against a child, teenager or adult
who has been violated or murdered.
This should be a wake-up call to those who
think they are untouchable because they have money, and a bigger wake-up call
to those who still want to be involved in the illegal, underground activity
of dog fighting.
Vick had it all, and he should be punished for his acts. What
could be worth gambling a $22-million signing bonus and a contract worth $130
million? A multi-state dog ring and the chanced to assist in the electrocution,
strangulation and drowning of dogs? A modern-day Jekyll and Hyde with an evil
side, Vick lacked good judgment, compassion and, most of all, common sense.
Once I saw a television show where a woman stated that the word “dog” was “God” spelled
backward. Although it generated a laugh from the audience, the statement stuck
with me. Just as we were created by a superior being, so were dogs. They bring
joy to the elderly and the terminally ill, they assist those with physical
disabilities and, above all, they serve as companions to all.