tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923424816839609066.post4173869986406243331..comments2024-03-28T02:35:33.708-07:00Comments on Ken Ring Blog: An Elephant Goes to CourtKevin Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10028779062267448624noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923424816839609066.post-20562749973363600852022-04-29T12:42:36.179-07:002022-04-29T12:42:36.179-07:00Very interesting! Thank you, Ken!Very interesting! Thank you, Ken!Olivier Tzauthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07673677307246300416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923424816839609066.post-31069499019845361132022-04-28T17:46:44.837-07:002022-04-28T17:46:44.837-07:00Ken, you write movingly and persuasively of the ne...Ken, you write movingly and persuasively of the need for animal justice. You give us hope by bringing in what others are doing to address this need. May your words, and the words of others like you, be heeded far and wide. I also appreciate your comments, Brian Anthony Kraemer. Would that compassion, empathy, and respect reigned supreme in the human domain.judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06510262549719125287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923424816839609066.post-46065783751849085532022-04-28T09:26:37.625-07:002022-04-28T09:26:37.625-07:00I hope that you are correct, Ken, that love and re...I hope that you are correct, Ken, that love and respect for animals of the non-human varieties will receive their due love, empathy, respect, and understanding. What will we do when we discover the sentience of plants as well? What astounds me more than anything is the variety of opinions of the animal who prides himself above all animals and even hesitates to admit to being one. I grew up on a farm where a neighbor of mine, well respected by the community, branded his cattle with no anesthetic. He also castrated his bulls without anesthetic. I remember hearing the poor creatures crying, screaming really, in pain. The old farmer was a good Catholic, had eight to ten children, went to mass every Sunday, and yet when I confronted him in his eighties with his earlier cruelty, he laughed. When I questioned how he would feel being castrated without sedative, he laughed again. <br /><br />Another neighbor of mine, a dairyman and father of four, would pick up a kitten, pet it for a few seconds and then toss it over his shoulder, as least six feet to the ground. I don't get it. I just do not get it how some human animals can be so compassionate to non-human animals and others can be so cruel and indifferent, lacking compassion and empathy.<br /><br />No one could have written this article without tremendous compassion and empathy. I wish I knew how to increase such qualities. The only way I can think of as a possibility is human suffering. Perhaps this apparently bleak future of global climate change, continued pandemics, pollution of the air, water, and earth, and raising inferior human beings to positions of power because we admire bullies, will provide the environmental "soil of suffering" in which compassion, empathy, and understanding might grow. <br /><br />It's also possible to do just the opposite, reducing the human animal to barbarism like we're seeing in the Russian destruction of the Ukrainian people, their homes, their businesses, their very lives. I've never seen a non-human animal wreak such havoc on its fellow creatures, never. I suspect that non-human animals may be much closer to the Great Spirit than the human animal. Plants may be still closer and those things we consider non-sentient like stars and moons and rocks (so dependable and predictable that we explain their behavior with laws of physics) might be the closest of all. May all manifestations of the Great One remember who we are and bow before the Whole with love, compassion, empathy, and respect.Brian Anthony Kraemernoreply@blogger.com