Observers, spectators, watching it all unfold like a movie. Watching it all unfold. The spectacle of a whale used to swimming miles a day in the sea, now twisting and flipping in the air. Landing in a concrete pool of water and excrement, while crowds clap and cheer from the stands. So quick to laugh and squeal with excitement, without a thought or question.
Why are we keeping lions in cages and calling them sanctuaries? How can we put polar bears in a mid-western zoo and pretend like we're providing them with a suitable habitat? Why do we crave a closer look at the expense of their well-being? There will be no teachable moment, unless we're trying to teach that it's okay to kidnap animals from the wild, enslave them, and breed them for our own selfish reasons.
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