When grief strikes, penguins start walking away from the sea and cats stop playing with their toys.
Whereas whales, they are known to cry.
That's how animals communicate sadness, because they can't comprehend languages.
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Pinguins Part 2. “... Love is the only game in which we win even when we lose” The way that these two lovebirds were caring for one another stood out from the entire colony. While all the other penguins were sleeping or running around, those two seemed to just stand there and enjoy every second they had together, holding each other in their flippers and talking about penguin stuff. Pain has brought them together (see PART 1). I guess sometimes you find love when you least expect it. It’s a privilege to truly love someone, paradisiacal when they love you back. 📸 @tobiasvisuals • (Even though it is very similar to the previous image I thought it’d be a pity to not share it with you guys) • • —>FOR PRINTS PLEASE SEND AN EMAIL TO [email protected] <—
That's a luxury only humans have. We can talk and we can share our experiences, which in turn increases our ability to empathise.
The ability we waste with the same ease as we waste everything else.
And this is clearer now more than it has ever been.
What have we not witnessed during this pandemic? Whose suffering have we not seen? Where has the virus not created a havoc?
We have seen a child trying to wake up his dead mother.
A part of your soul will die when you see this. I am angry, I will not point fingers, but I will not forget this. Right now, can anyone help with information about the child? I would like to ensure the child’s future is looked after. https://t.co/t1GuntqrUG— Gaurav Kapur (@gauravkapur) May 27, 2020
We have seen migrant workers walking for thousands of kilometers.
We have seen it all, but we still go back to doing what we do best: Destroying everything we touch.
A pregnant elephant in Kerala recently stumbled upon a pineapple filled with explosives.
She was hungry, she ate it. The firecrackers soon burst in her mouth, as she stood in water, withering with excruciating pain.
Eventually, she died.
A pregnant cow in Himachal Pardesh was grazing in the fields. She found explosives wrapped in wheat flour. She had them.
She'll be unable to eat anything for a few days. If she survives the injuries, that is.
A dolphin in Kolkata came to the shore during the country-wide lockdown.
A few days later, this is what happened to it.
I can make a list of such incidents, but I am afraid it will never end.
Just like our cruelty.
Even in the face of tragedy, when the human suffering has been at its peak in recent history, we have not learn any lesson.
And I wonder if a pandemic cannot teach us to be empathetic, what will?
What will it take for our souls to shake?
What do we need to experience before some feelings return in our seemingly hollow hearts?
How did we even become such monsters?
Can you imagine spending the vast majority of your life standing between four metal walls, unable to even turn around? That's the reality for mother pigs in animal agriculture today. 😡 Please retweet! pic.twitter.com/f9cbG2OpoB— John Oberg (@JohnOberg) June 6, 2020
My guess is, at some point, a person must have thought, "I can live with the knowledge that I blew off an animal's jaw".
Someone else must have thought, "I can sleep at night knowing that I burnt an animal's home".
And I am assuming they were both correct.
One thought, that's all it took for brutality to start and eventually become normal.
As is often the case.
A single idea.
A single lab experiment
A single bulldozer.
A single cage.
Those were our first steps in the long, eternal march towards destruction.
However, you'd think that maybe, if humans see humans in pain, they will understand how it actually feels.
But that doesn't happen.
Or if it does, it still doesn't affect the way we treat other species. Which is even more unfortunate.