PETA (People Eating Tasty Animals?) annoys me to no end. My first encounter was when they were trying to regulate the keeping of rabbits - thinking that they should all be house rabbits or roam free or I'm not sure what.
My second encounter was at the Cody Stampede (rodeo). I helped out with the steers and calves, loading them into the pens in the correct order, and then releasing them into the chute, again, in the correct order. Now, the calves were pretty nice for the most part, but the steers...they were a handful. In morning runs, when no one was watching, we could hit the steer, yell at them, and even kick them (as if I could kick hard enough to hurt a steer!). They hit and kicked right back at us. One kicked a gate that slammed me in the jaw, another kicked a few inches from my face, close enough to knock my hat off.
The night of the Stampede, everything changed. Well, the steer didn't change, they were still mad and grumpy, but we couldn't use sticks, couldn't touch the steer, etc. Because of PETA members in the audience (I'm sure they weren't too happy about the roping/wrestling/etc. but well, that is what happens at a rodeo). So we had to talk and wave our hands to convince the steer to do what we wanted to. Well, the steer figured out pretty quick that we weren't going to hit back...dumb cows!
And that is my experience with PETA.