Bruno Mars is scheduled to play the Preakness after-race party in Baltimore May 20. We have created an action asking Bruno to reconsider. I have also sent a letter to his manager (in the hope that it will be forwarded to Bruno). Please sign and share – and please be respectful.
SIGN and SHARE: Bruno Mars: Don't Play at The Preakness
Bruno Mars is scheduled to play the Preakness after-race party in
Baltimore May 20. We have created an action asking Bruno to
reconsider. I have also sent a letter to his manager (in the hope
that it will be forwarded to Bruno).
Here is the letter…
Dear Mr. Mars,
My name is Patrick Battuello, and I am the founder and president of
Horseracing Wrongs, the nation’s foremost anti-horseracing
organization. I am writing in regard to your intention to play the
Preakness post-race party in Baltimore May 20. As your many
charitable works indicate, you are undoubtedly a kind and thoughtful
person – one who, I have to believe, would not wish to be associated
with animal cruelty. So with that said, I respectfully submit the
following on the U.S. horseracing industry.
Through the force of brilliant marketing, we Americans are
conditioned from birth to view horseracing as just another sport –
indeed, “The Sport of Kings.” And there is no better manifestation
of this than the Triple Crown races each spring. But beneath this
well-crafted facade – the horseracing they want, they allow, us to
see – lurks a sinister core, one that is ugly and mean, and oh so
very deadly.
Since 2014, Horseracing Wrongs has documented almost 10,000 deaths
at U.S. racetracks. Our research, however, indicates that over 2,000
racehorses are killed across America every year – cardiac arrest,
pulmonary hemorrhage, blunt-force head trauma, broken necks, severed
spines, ruptured ligaments, shattered legs. Over 2,000 – or about
six dead horses a day. In Maryland, the two Thoroughbred tracks –
Laurel and Pimlico – have averaged a combined 35 kills annually
since 2014; since your last appearance at the Preakness in 2011,
roughly 500 horses have perished at MD tracks.
And when not dying at the track, they’re dying at the abattoir: Two
independent studies (as well as industry admissions) indicate that
multiple thousands of spent or simply no-longer-wanted racehorses
are bled-out and butchered – slaughtered, that is – each year. The
whimsical names and cheering crowds a bitter lifetime ago.
But it’s not just the killing. There is, too, the everyday cruelty:
Would-be racehorses are forever torn from their mothers and herds as
mere babies; broken, an industry term meaning to be made pliant and
submissive; and sold into the system. From there, the grinding
begins immediately. While a horse does not reach full
musculoskeletal maturity till the age of six, racehorses are
typically thrust into intensive training at 18 months, and raced at
two – the rough equivalent of a first-grader. In the necropsies, we
see time and again 4-, 3-, even 2-year-old horses dying with chronic
conditions like osteoarthritis and degenerative joint disease –
clear evidence of the incessant pounding their unformed bodies are
forced to absorb.
In perhaps the worst of it, racehorses, as a rule, are kept locked
alone in tiny 12×12 stalls for over 23 hours a day, making a mockery
of the industry claim that “horses are born to run,” and a cruelty
all the worse for being inflicted on innately social animals like
horses. Prominent equine veterinarian Dr. Kraig Kulikowski likens
this to keeping a child locked in a 4×4 closet for over 23 hours a
day. Imagine that. Relatedly, practically all the horse’s natural
instincts and desires are thwarted, creating an emotional and mental
suffering that is brought home with crystal clarity in the
stereotypies commonly seen in confined racehorses: cribbing,
wind-sucking, bobbing, weaving, pacing, digging, kicking, even
self-mutilation.
Because racehorses are valuable assets, their people thoroughly
control every moment of their lives – control that is often effected
through force and intimidation: pushing, shoving, pulling, yanking,
goading, prodding, yelling, screaming; and through the tools of the
trade: nose chains, lip chains, tongue ties, eye blinders, mouth
“bits” – which, says Dr. Robert Cook, an expert on equine
physiology, make the horses feel like they’re suffocating when being
forced to run at breakneck speeds – and, of course, whips. On that,
the very public flogging administered to racehorses would land a
person in jail if done to his dog in the park. But at the track,
it’s part of the tradition.
Finally, there is the commodification. By law, racehorses are
literal chattel – pieces of property to be bought, sold, traded, and
dumped whenever and however their people decide. To make matters
worse, they are not even afforded the protections, woefully
inadequate as most are, of animal-cruelty statutes, meaning an owner
or trainer can run his horse into the ground – yes, even to death –
with virtual impunity. What’s more, the average racehorse will
change hands multiple times over the course of his so-called career,
adding anxiety and stress to an already anxious, stressful
existence. This near-constant shuffling among trainers, grooms,
vets, barns, tracks, and states is a primary reason why some 90% of
active racehorses suffer from chronic ulcers.
Truth is, in regard to how the relative animals are treated, there
is no difference between dogracing and horseracing. In fact, one
could argue that horseracing is worse because of slaughter. But
while one is all but dead – there are currently just two dog tracks
left in America; even more telling, dogracing is prohibited on moral
grounds in 42 states – the other continues along merrily under the
banner of “sport.”
Dr. Martin Luther King once famously said, “The arc of the moral
universe is long, but it bends toward justice.” And I believe that.
But I also believe that that arc should carry the other sentient
beings with whom we share this planet. At a minimum, can we not
agree that horses do not deserve to suffer and die for $2 bets and
frivolous entertainment? Please, Mr. Mars, reconsider your
participation. If you do, not only will you become an instant hero
to these beautiful animals, but when that final chapter on
horseracing is written – and it will be written (see Ringling,
SeaWorld, rodeo bans across the country, dogracing) – your simple
yet courageous and compassionate act will stand as one of the
seminal moments that hastened its end.
Thank you for your kind consideration. Should you wish to discuss
further, please feel free to reach out.
Patrick Battuello
Founder/President, Horseracing Wrongs
518-410-6192
[email protected]