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We catch a monster lobster. In typical fashion, we make a fuss about it. The lobster moves to a zoo, in order to decide if he can make it to an aquarium. The lobster dies.
Now I'm generally more a proponent for the People Eating Tasty Animals than I am for the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. I like a good slab of meat. I eat meat all the time. I don't have any particular compunctions against doing so.
Even if we look in the bible, we (that is, people) are to have dominion over all the earth. That means we are in charge, people. Now I recognize that a certain responsibility comes with that, and that's not what I'm talking about here. I'm simply saying that if we want to eat meat, we ought to be able to do so.
But this is actually the other way around. It's one thing to raise animals in inhumane ways. Interesting word, that, inhumane, being based on the word human, which animals obviously are not. Nonetheless, there are surely times when we can just live and let live. And that brings me back to Bubba the Lobster.
This little guy has lived for an estimated 50 years, hanging out on the ocean bottom and just enjoying the good life. Someone catches him, and within a day of the news breaking, he's dead. What sort of responsibility is that?
Now I'm not saying that we need to spare all lobsters (or any other beast). I'm just saying that maybe instead of treating ourselves to the all-we-can-stand-to-eat buffet, perhaps we ought to respect the world around us just a bit more. Thoughts?
