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Panamanians and Bestiality

Societies are reigned by what the zeitgeist is on whatever topic is presented to them; depending on the criteria of the community, certain topics can be deemed taboo while others get a pass. It is true that the possession of marijuana is not punishable by jail time in the Netherlands, but one can’t smoke in peace while in Panama without getting paranoid about being told on by the neighbors. Such is the way of things. Some things though, certain acts are unanimously reviled the world over as they well should be: to say that acts of pedophilia, necrophilia and so on are frowned upon would be an understatement. Now, there seems to be one act in particular that, though often not discussed in public forums, has been a regular practice for as long as humans have roamed the Earth. I am talking, of course, about Zoophilia:

Zoophilia, from the Greek ζῶον (zṓon, “animal”) and φιλία (philia, “friendship” or “love”) is a paraphilia involving the sexual attraction to non-human animals. Various other terms have been used by clinicians and by zoophiles (individuals with zoophilia) themselves. Zoophilia refers specifically to sexual interest in animals, not sexual behavior involving animals.
Although sexual interactions with animals is legal in some countries (see: legal aspects), it is not explicitly condoned anywhere today. In most countries, such acts are illegal under animal abuse laws or laws dealing with crimes against nature.
There is currently considerable debate in psychology over whether certain aspects of zoophilia are better understood as a paraphilia or a sexual orientation.

I can’t say for certain that I know someone who has done the no-pants dance with their pet dog, for instance, because the practice is so understandably taboo that it doesn’t gel well as pub banter. The “dog fucker” shtick will get boring after a while. Still, every now and then people speak out. There was an article published in august on local newspaper El Siglo that spoke about how plenty men in the interior provinces of Panama lost their virginity under the warm embrace of a sexy horse’s hoofs. They seem to be alright with the concept, and even though we city folk might find it disgusting and inhumane, you have to approach it from the poor countryman’s perspective. The article has quotes from several people who go all-out on this animal-boinking business, explaining that they usually get together and gang bang all sorts of four-legged animals, whereas those who are more shy about the whole thing take their animals to the dark bushes and do as Barry White tells you to. Translated from the article:

“It’s part of our childhood, out in the country there are no women and those that are around are constantly watched by their parents. That’s why boys look to have sex with horses, lambs, pigs and the smaller boys prefer chickens.” [...]

[...]“There are people who take this seriously and prefer their horse to a woman. It’s easier to convince a horse with a hat full of corn than a woman who’s really only after your money,” [anon] said with a sly grin.”

This might sound a little one-sided considering the circumstances, but the guy has a point. The article makes a point of saying how these men reminisce lovingly about their inter-species romances, saying things like “my first love had long hair and two pairs of round shoes and other round things I’d rather not describe” and other hilarious quotes. The reporter found these interesting men on the outskirts of the Los Santos and Herrera provinces, but it’s all but guaranteed you’ll find horse lovers all across the isthmus. So wait, if these guys are happy consummating their carnal desires with living beings we usually encounter on a plate with a side of fries, then what’s the problem?

Aside from the health issues that encourage the “cease and desist” order put on in so many countries in terms of zoophilia, since there are diseases that can be passed on from animals to human beings, there’s also the psychology angle that is far more interesting to me. Mind you, monkey-fucking (and the U.S. government) led to a peachy little thing called AIDS; that tidbit aside, there’s a serious debate going on in terms of the animal’s consent to sexual healing. Unless you’re one of the lucky few animals that can speak (Mr. Ed, Howard the Duck, Aslan) or a cartoon character, animals can’t really cry foul if Old MacDonald slips it in the wrong hole “by accident,” let alone consent. Those psychologists who defend the notion of zoophilia argue that the relationship between a human and an animal can go far beyond than that of a purely sexual one, and animals are capable of forming a lasting, loving relationship be it with another animal or another human being, each one of these not functionally different than any other sexual or loving relationship. Those who don’t agree counter-argue that well, people are fucking horses. Hasn’t anyone learned from the “Mr. Hands” case?

The article doesn’t specify what Panamanian law says about zoophilia, but I’ll take a wild guess and say that if there is something mentioned, it’s ambiguous enough for it to not be that much enforced. If everyone approaches it with such a good mood about it then I think throwing these guys to jail would just be party pooping. Having said that, I hope that with this piece I haven’t changed your relationship with your pet for the worse. They need love, too… whatever kind of love you’re willing to give them.

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