Posted: January 20, 2016 at 6:09 pm
in the big scheme of things, really what is the point of rescue? we save many thousand animals here and there and there are billions more enduring unbearable suffering just outside of our minuscule rescue corners.
the utter brutality of mankind is unfathomable.
not that we treat our fellow human beings much better.
its not just the human slave trade, the genocide, the degradation of anyone we view as inferior..it is the every day things like turning a blind eye to the hungry and homeless as we walk by, or the fits of road rage when someone isn’t driving as fast as we think they should, it is the petty and unkind things we think and say when we see someone overweight and dressed poorly in walmart buying groceries.
it’s the stupid ethnic or sexist jokes, its the universal belief that asians can’t drive and aboriginals are drunkards and lazy.
the thing about donald trump is he has somehow become the absolute epitome of EVERYTHING that is wrong with our species…from the big glaring horrible things to the little tiny shameful things…he is the mirror of everything marginally or majorly screwed up in humanity.
so why rescue a few animals when humans are so gross? when our very own species is drowning in its own social filth?
i don’t know.
animals are our teachers. they teach us that life is precious, that if given a chance, hope and the light of goodness can illuminate a life again.
we don’t have to live in the shadows and darkness of our own nature, we don’t have to eat or be eaten, we don’t have to laugh or sneer or spit or strike out at those around us in order to find peace, fulfillment and happiness. that’s just destructive craziness..respectful compassion is a simpler, more common sense way.
when will we learn that we cannot build a better world thru expressing and acting out the worst parts of ourselves?
and that is the point of rescue for me…rescuing these animals brings out the best parts of me and i am trying to learn how to share that with my own species.
but man..we are such screwy broken selfish beings, having faith that we actually can be better is pretty freaking hard.