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Description:
Embolar a bull or a cow means some gadgets installed with iron bolts tightened to the ends of their horns, which contain balls with flammable liquid to burn like a torch for hours.
Consequences:
This practice is quite unnatural dread the fire because all the animals as this is instinctively identified as a danger signal, so the bull tries desperately to put out the fire that burns in the horns. The flammable liquid that has been dipped previously impossible for the fire is out.
The consequences of this practice are terrible for the bulls. First, of course, the bull is burned. While advocates say bulls embolados this is not true and that the bull is smeared mud on their backs to prevent burning, the mud dries and falls off, thus deriving sparks, burn the bull in the face, on the back and eyes. The horns are also a sensitive area, when heated causing excruciating pain.
The bulls are desperately trying to put out the fire that have caught on the horns, given the difficulties they face, the bulls can dislocate the neck or desnucarse due to sudden movements caused by the terror and despair.
The fire bulls suffer, especially, psychological harm, for this reason it is not surprising that in some cases the bulls try to end this suicide martyrdom, tumbling or jumping against a wall.
Cibercampaña Permante against the Toro Jubilo Medinaceli
Location: Medinacelli, Soria, Spain.
Date: Feast of the Holy Bodies of 13 to 15 November each year.
The “Toro Jubilo” is the flagship festival of Medina and the bull of Spain’s most famous fire. The tradition is similar to many other parts of Spain, but Medinaceli say this is where the custom is best preserved.
As in many other towns of Spain, it’s all dodge and helping burlarle five fires, as five patterns is the city that was the Celts, the bull does not dare to jump.
When decay heat and energy, the bull is separated and later executed for one week after cooking in large pots group that favors a popular feast.
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