I went to a bull fight in Barcelona, Spain back around 1972. It was a big deal apparently to the local population. The stadium was completely full of people and only standing room. I forget just how may bull fights there were that afternoon but I think I remember it as either four or five. I have to say that it was pretty impressive. There was a group of people who came out first on horses and they fought with the bull and then the crowd went absolutely wild when the matador came out to meet the bull by himself. In the end, of course, the bull is killed by a sword being stuck into it spine just behind the head. The bull drops like a sack of rocks and then is drug out with a horse towing it. We were told by our tour guide that the bulls killed in these events are all donated to local orphanages. After the final bull is slain and the event is over, everybody throws their seat cushion into the bull ring. It's the first and only bull fight I ever went to and it was ok. I won't say great because actually I thought it was all kind of slow and boring but the pagentry was quite glorious and the Spanish people who came to watch the bull fights just went wild with excitement. I don't know that I would call it cruel because when it is time for the bull to die, he dies very quickly. However, it isn't exactly how we slaughter our cattle in this country. Bull fighting is a very big event in Spain.