Bingo, here we have a bunch of people that call themselves conservative, whining about how some treats their personal property. Do I need approval from you fake conservatives the next time I cut the balls off of a calf. Animals aren't your property, Mr. Somebody Pooped in my Cornflakes.
They are God's property that you are given lease to.
You beat a subordinate life form in front of me because you don't have control of your emotions, and I'll kick your monkey ass on behalf of the tenants you're abusing.
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Frowning takes 68 muscles.
Smiling takes 6.
Pulling this trigger takes 2.
I'm lazy.
I think sick and perverted cover your description pretty well.