Kindness Not Faith
A simple ethical code: Treat all animals, not just the human ones, with kindness. Of what use are religion or spirituality, when neither one unequivocally stands for even this basic ethical value? Hunting & fishing equal serial killing, & entertainment at the expense of terrified, demeaned animals at the rodeo or circus is sadistic...for just a few examples of human cruelty. Let's stop being our planet's brutal dictators.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Hunters: The Serial Killers of the Forest
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Anthropomorphism?
Sunday, April 19, 2015
How to Make an Outdoor Feral Cat Shelter
Cats may not mind some rain or snow as long as they have access to a warm dry home. Here in Montreal feral cats lose ears and toes and even die from hypothermia during the cold winters. For those out there who care about their suffering here’s how to make an outdoor cat shelter:
-use two plastic storage containers, the kind with removable covers that snap to close on top, one small enough to fit inside the other so long as the inside one is large enough for the animal to turn around and/or stretch out in
-place the smaller container inside the larger one
-cut a door hole through both containers’ walls at the same place a few inches up from the bottom(heating the area with a blowdryer first for a few minutes makes this much easier by softening the plastic)
-tape with duct tape all around the aligned holes to smooth the edges
-insulate with straw or wood shavings in the space between the walls of the inner and outer containers
-fill the inner container with straw for warmth(not hay because it retains too much water)
-snap both covers shut
-duct-tape a pliable cutting board or equivalent to the top over the door as an overhang to keep rain out
-place shelter on a table or some other high place if possible because cats feel safer when higher up, or at least off the ground on a pallet or on bricks
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Guns and Religion
We need to look to ourselves for answers. We're adults. There's no parent in the sky.
In any case, what good is religion when it doesn’t stand for an all-encompassing compassion, the most basic of ethical values? Faith certainly doesn't spare our innocents from harm.
And it’s time to stop defending gun ownership for the 'sport' of hunting. How is sneaking around in the woods with a gun looking for unsuspecting animals to murder even a sport, let alone a right? Our biggest obstacles to having a kinder, safer world are the serial killers in our forests. The ugly truth about guns is only discussed in relation to our own safety, and only when our own are killed.
If we want our children to grow up to be good and decent people, or to grow up at all, we need to eradicate guns and and the 'sport' of killing from our culture, along with the idea that belief in god is necessarily righteous.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Running with Dogs
You can slow down or take a break when you're out of breath, or feel weak, but your dog will try to keep up with you at all costs, even if their lungs or hearts are telling them to stop, or if they're in need of water, and their distress isn't always obvious.
Also, where's the fun for them when they can't visit or play with other dogs on the trail, or just sniff stuff along the path?
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Poem #1 - in memory of Marti Kheel
of sentient beings who sadly still languish,
mankind, people say, but I’m not so sure,
for our actions toward animals are too far from pure,
we take all we want with no thought to their needs,
to live and to thrive, free from our evil deeds
the pain all around could have paralyzed me
but instead it ensured that I couldn’t help see,
a voice for the mute was still missing, still needed,
that I could give mine to be heard, to be heeded,
could find answers and cures where it seemed there were none,
though at times I felt sure it would never be done
it's not in my nature to rest or sit tight
so I always felt sure that I had to set right,
a world too replete with venomous factions
with all of our arrogant, merciless actions,
determined to keep up our cruelty, our greed,
never seeing how unjust that the bound are not freed
I now know that I was more tired than I thought,
for if I could have I would have kept on, would have sought
to finish the job, to make people kind,
so sad that in fact so many stay blind
to the ugly mean truth that our species abuses,
that the power we wield means that everyone loses
the point of it all I still do not know,
but when it’s our time, we all have to go,
I did all I could to redirect might,
it’s time for all people to speak and to fight,
I now see no vitriol, I see no more blight
finally for me it’s all out of sight