TOREADOR, NOW GUARD THEE!

Press, Volume CV, Issue 31030, 9 April 1966, Page 14

TOREADOR, NOW GUARD THEE!

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A Sydney country club plans to stage what will possibly be the first bullfight ever held in New South Wales . . will feature a former leading Spanish matador and two young bulls flown down from Queensland ... will open only to members of the Country Club. The Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals will send an inspector to the bull fight—News Item. Haven’t we met those travelled Bores Whose Pilgrimage has been to Spain? They talk of Bulls and Matadors. They’ve got the Bullring on the Brain. The ritual Slaughter of the Bull, That ancient gory Art, or Sport, They get it off their Chest, in Full. I’ve never known them cut It short. They’ve been, as You and I have not, Mysteriously initiated, Precisely how, or into What, Is never very clearly stated. Lord Byron gave the Thing its Due, And the late Mr Hemingway, and Some eminent French Writers too, Whose Names I can’t recall offhand. The Blood, the Dust, the gaudy Rig, The Horses (gored) the Bull (transfixed)! Sir, you’re a self-convicted Prig If You confess your Feelings mixed. The Abattoir’s where We enact The bovine Slaughters we require: The Spectacle does not attract The Ritual does not inspire. At least We eat the Beef we slay. That’s logical, if not much More. That’s better, in this Age and Day, Than the Bullring or the Bullring Bore