Got no issues with (This word is unacceptable on Trapperman) fighting. Just don't care for the drinking and gambling that goes with many sports like that.

I always thought it was Cool...especially when the Bull won!!!

Been to the bull fights twice in Madrid. When the bull is killed, a team of three horses drag him around the arena and out of a door straight to a mobile butcher truck. Six bulls are killed each day, three matador perform twice each, and the meat is given to the church to feed the poor. The part of the fight that bothers me is by the horsemen mounted on the blind folded and padded horse. I think the rider is called a caballero (sp). Not fair for the bull or the horse. Rarely is the bull spared. The crowd plays an important part in. The judging. The matador is a skilled athlete with nerves of steel. Most are trained from childhood.

The average age of the audience was 50+. Lot of cigar smoking as well. About. 90% menfolks.

One fight I saw featured a matador with one eye and a grossly disfigured face. Earlier in his career he took a bull’s horn in the lower jaw and it exited from his eye socket. The brochure showed a picture of it as it happened. That bull won I am sure.

I've attended one bullfight. It was nasty to say the least. Don't care to see another one but the crowd was just amazingly into it. Made a football game look tame. The more blood the wilder they got.

It's Their Heritage...I find it enjoyable to watch

You like it or you don't, but you have to admit those matadors have cajones of steel....

There are a lot of legal things that are wrong and illegal things that are right!!! Give that a careful thought for a few minutes.

Bull fighting well I could care less.

Yet Americans will spend millions to watch grown men who actively campaign against everything they claim to value chase or dunk a ball.

I find that to be disgusting and cruel.

What I meant and should have clarified more was I support all forms of our great outdoors that is legal.

Was passing through Madrid awhile back. It's one of those things you just have to go to if you're there.

Rejoneo was on the menu. The horsemanship was spectacular. Riders touching their heads to the bulls head at full speed. After the last bolt they have to immediately dismount and face the bull. They either made the heart shot over the horns and he's falling down or they didn't and the sword comes out.

I went in believing it wasn't going to be for me due to a perceived cruelty angle and I came out thinking "huh, well that was awesome!".

Didn't speak a lick of Spanish. Ordered the local boys a round and they happily walked me through it.

Bull fights are not legal in Minnesota. Neither are rooster fights, dog fights, gang wars, and such.

But, you know...... "The Thing".

UUUMM, not all of them. I had a friend that fought in many bull rings in the US, Mexico, Central and South America. I can't remember if she was ever in Spain or not. She was the first woman to fight in a bull ring in Mexico. She passed away 7 or 8 years ago.
Her name was Patricia McCormick.

This was written of her : " Though she faced the same dangers as her male counterparts, who marveled at the artistry of her cape work, her gender prevented her from achieving greater stardom in a sport dominated by men. “Had she not been born a woman,” one of Mexico’s elite matadors told Sports Illustrated in 1963, “she might have been better than any of us.”
Nonetheless, McCormick demanded to fight on equal terms. Many female toreras fought on horseback, dismounting only to kill (in Spain, women such as the Peruvian legend Conchita Cintron, were forbidden to even to leave the horse). She fought on foot, like a man, and kept her feet planted the whole time, moving only to pivot.
Her bravery came at a cost. She was gored six times. The worst was in September 1954 in Ciudad Acuña, Del Rio’s Mexican sister city. According to newspaper accounts, she turned her back while performing a quite, or a pass, and the bull caught her in the thigh.
“The horn went right up my stomach,” she told the Los Angeles Times. “The bull carried me around the ring for a minute, impaled on his horns. They gave me the last rites there. The doctor said, ‘Carry her across the border and let her die in her own country.’” She then spent six months recovering in a hospital, never wavering on her return to the arena.