Thursday, July 30, 2015

For Cecil

Every creature wants its life every bit as much as you want yours. They don't exist for our purposes, they exist for their own. 

The kind of ego it takes to go out and shoot a magnificent animal like Cecil, the pure lack of empathy, and to then be proud of having destroyed something you can't replace, is beyond anything I can understand, and a blindness that is hard to fathom.

I hope the dentist, whose name I don't want on my blog, faces justice for what he did. This whole entitled business of seeing the world and everyone in it as simply fodder to be consumed, must stop.

I am personally deeply distressed and upset by the murder of Cecil the lion, the disruption of his pride, and the danger now facing his cubs.
 
Hunt with a camera. Respect nature. Fight for those who cannot fight for themselves.  

12 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

i am less dismayed by the hunter himself as i am the 'licensed guides' who lured cecil out of the protection of the preserve to be shot.

Cloudia said...

This may be the change at last.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You know how much I agree with every word and feel the same distress. Thanks for writing for this beautiful creature. I still have not found the words. My heart is having a hard time handling one more instance of insanity on the planet.

Mama Zen said...

I don't understand it. How anyone could take pride or joy in destroying something so magnificent is beyond me.

hedgewitch said...

This redefines 'senseless killing' for all of us I think. Stupid and pointless self-aggrandizement at the expense of another creature's life, just because you can. You know I agree with you 100%, Shay.

Shadow said...

Amen to that! I am 100% with you. We are invading THeiR space, we are the aggressors.

Kay L. Davies said...

I'm also concerned for the cubs, Shay, but I suspect there are people nearby who are watching out for them since their father was so senselessly murdered.
I remember living in a country town in the days when people went hunting in the fall so they'd have meat for their families for the winter. My dad didn't hunt, but he loved fishing. I understood the theory behind hunting for food, but never like the idea.
I've always hated the idea of hunting for sport. Trophies on walls saddened me...didn't impress me, just DEpressed me.
It's great to see familiar names here in response to your blog post, proving that my poetry friends all think alike.
Hugs, K

Kerry O'Connor said...

Thank you for this, Shay. I am so weary of reading of another of our precious animals dying at the hands of greedy people. I cannot even speak of the loss of Cecil. I hope that dentist never works again and that the world can rally long enough to put an end to canned hunting once and for all.

Shawna said...

You're so right. This is really sad. Thank you for sharing your thoughts; really great point about the cubs.

This beautiful opening line really puts things into perspective: "Every creature wants its life every bit as much as you want yours."

Sioux said...

Shay-I agree. His name does not deserve to be publicized. Perhaps we should set HIM out in the woods and have people hunt HIM?

Capturing with a camera is the best way to do it. Take killer pictures. Don't kill a gorgeous animal.

Lynn said...

I know - that creep. Cecil was so majestic - I loved the look in his eyes. So sad!

my heart's love songs said...

August 10th is just coincidentally World Lion Day ~ those involved with trying to save the lions that are left are hoping that Cecil's death will not be in vain. There are a number of organizations, but I'm going to donate five dollars HERE https://donate.nationalgeographic.org/5forbigcats since i feel confident that National Geographic will spend the money wisely. i'm hoping to do a post on it tomorrow.