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A
Question of Humanity
P. David Hornik, The American Spectator,
commentary — 2004
Are
animals being subjected to unjustified suffering?
If so, why is it "liberal" or "conservative" to
be concerned about it?...
Animals
in 2050
Malini
Patel, poem
There
once was a place called Salem /
Where girls lived deep in fear /
Of being accused of witches brews /
Then knowing death was near...
The
Starfish Story
as
told by Loren Eiseley
“It
makes a difference to this one”...
Cow
Dancing
Lois Flynne, essay
Dancer was about seven
months pregnant when she came to me, a Jersey Springer,
her great bag swinging, heavy with milk from her last
calf long gone, long dead, long veal. Not long ago,
like all the rest, her fifth baby had been taken from
her, barely a day old, a little boy...
Killer
in the Night
Maya Khankhoje, poem
i
tried to align / the tip of my gun / with the
tip of your nose / as it is done in the movies
/ and pull the damn trigger / which refused
to budge / i
had to kill you but could not...
Obligation
Edgar A. Guest, poem
They
cannot ask for kindness /
Or for mercy plead, / Yet
cruel is our blindness / Which
does not see their need...
A
Ghost of a Chance
Sharon Gibson, essay
But
Chance has learned that humans are not to be trusted.
I hope I can change his mind, earn his respect; maybe
I have a ghost of a chance...
Meantime
Paulette Callen, poem
I
dream of the day /
when a traveler will board /
and the steward will say /
with a questioning rise of his eyebrow / "You're the carnivore?"...
Doxology
Lexicology
Paulette Callen, poem
Think
of all the words (in English, now) / we
have for “bringing death” /like
Eskimos for “snow”...
Rav
Moshe Cordovero on Compassion for Animals
Jewish Veg, essay
Even
the smallest living thing should be exceedingly worthy
in God's eyes; he should consider it and exert himself
for its benefit...
Toward
Living in Peace
Rabbi David Sears, Jewish Veg,
essay
Quite
practically the task required of us is to recognise
God’s
own rights in creation, rights for animals to be themselves
as God intends: to live; to be free; and to live without
suffering, distress and injury...
Another
Liberated Moment
Laura Moretti, essay
It
comes and it goes: violence, peace, hatred, love.
I can and I can’t live without it, the television
news, I mean. I shut it off and I feel alienated from
the outside world, from all those things I can do something
about to make this place better than the way I’ve
found it...
In
Their Heart of Hearts
Laura Moretti, essay
And
then the car swerved out of its lane in order to avoid
running over the tiny mashed carcass of some unrecognizable
species of animal... And I got to thinking...
Don't
Tell Me They Don't Know
Laura Moretti, essay
I
lifted back my head, welcomed the cool downpour into
my eyes and face and reveled in this unexpected connection
to Nature. Until I remembered the elk. When I lowered
my head to meet their gaze, their unalarmed curiosity
reminded me how far away I was still...
Epitaph
For A Friendship
Laura Moretti, essay
Mouser
died today. It had been 13 years since the black-and-white
kitten had come into my life (we called her Mouser
to make Dad happy about the mice in the barn). And
I think she wanted to live up to her name as well;
she was an aggressive mousing cat — except...
well... except she didn't seem to know a mouse from
a dog...
The
Visitor
Laura Moretti, essay
The
new house I bought several years ago came complete
with a barren dirt floor for a backyard. Nothing lived
there. Nothing could. The ground was hard as rock.
So I decided to do something about its forlornness,
by opting to give back to the Earth what the house’s
construction had taken...
The
Ties That Bind
Laura Moretti, essay
If
we cannot relinquish our rights to animal ownership,
animals will continue to suffer immeasurably — as
did African slaves in the grip of human bondage — because
their suffering will never be weighed for what it is,
but only for what it costs their legal “owners” in
terms of “property” damages...
Of
Violence and Popcorn
Laura Moretti, essay
The
release of several major motion pictures has given
me serious pause for reflection. They’re not
movies I’d generally pay to see, but they reflect
blatant and hidden messages representative of our times,
the times we, as activists, are creating...
The
Bells of Heaven
Ralph Hodgson, poem
And
they and them together / Knelt
down with angry prayers / For
tamed and shabby tigers / And
dancing dogs and bears...
Taking
Hands
Paulette Callen, poem
/
and then I get to thinking / about the time; it wasn’t
so long ago / when I petted my spaniel’s head
with one hand and / ate my hamburger with the other...
Kinship
Ella Wheeler Wilcox, poem
I am the voice of
the voiceless; /
Through me the dumb shall speak, /
Till the deaf world's ear be made to hear /
The wrongs of the wordless weak...
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