Originally Posted by
t00nces2
Well, I see both sides, but there is not much I (or we) can do about it in any way. What I really care about (and can do nothing about) is the hypocrisy, the double standard, of what seems like every issue. People seem more upset over the death of a lion than they do about Christians having their heads sawed off on a beach, or drown in a pool in a cage, or burned alive in a cage. People are now upset and criticizing that Planned Parenthood has been filmed engaging in completely unethical practices, but when PETA films cows or chickens being "mistreated," there is a hew and cry to give a crap.
The hypocrisy I see is this: It would seem that the full weight of the "you have to give a crap about this" media is more concerned about chickens or lions or bald eagles or turtles or "The Earth," than they care about human beings.
I listen to Dennis Prager on the radio. He has talked about asking a question of college students when he lectures, and the question is this: Your dog and a stranger are caught in a river and will drown. You can only save one. Which do you save? The answer is that in order to act ethically, you must save the human being. To save your dog is an act of selfishness that perhaps God (if there is one) will not forgive.
I was also watching a show about Alaskans (I don't know which one) where one of the trappers caught a lynx. The lynx had just been trapped and he went back to dispatch his catch. He fashioned a loop of wire on a long stick and quietly went back and put the loop around the neck and snapped it tight. As the cat was dying, he told the filmer that this was not something that he enjoyed, but it was the quickest and most humane way of ending the cats life. He said that this cat would die as pleasant a death as any lynx could hope to die because... this really hit me... NOTHING DIES A PLEASANT DEATH IN THE WILD. That lynx would have starved or been injured or gored by prey or been torn apart by a pack of wolves. As deaths go, that lynx got the premium package death.
So... I like to hunt. I like to eat meat. So, I must be comfortable knowing that the deaths of animals is inevitable. Given a lighter and a can of gasoline and told I had to make a choice whether to burn a lion or a taliban prisoner in a cage, I would burn the lion. I would shoot the taliban (were his crimes suitable for death), but I could not commit the inhumanity of burning another person to death.
So, Cecil got iced. I feel more sorry for the people to whom he was familiar, but everything lives to die. The dentist was an idiot to glorify the results of a botched hunt. He is paying more for his stupidity than he is for killing a lion.