Eastoff
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Its not being a bleeding heart liberal, im definitely not a liberal. Its about being a good human being. Anyone who doesnt care about animal feelings is an asshole.
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I think when an animal's feelings are hurt it can negatively effect the taste of their meat.
A happy cow is a tasty cow!
A happy cow is a tasty cow!
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Kobe beef IS the best
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Not according to his ex.
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That animals have emotions is obvious to anyone who has spent time around, at least, mammals and birds. I don't think ants or sponges or nematodes really have emotions. Honestly not sure about toads. (Although even reptiles, amphibians and fish unquestionably feel physical pain.)
That said, their emotions are not always the same as human since they don't forecast. We humans spend a lot of time worrying about what might be. Other animals live more in the present. But fear, affection, stress, bonding, anger, sorrow, joy - it's not anthropomorphizing to see all that in my cats. And certainly all that and more exist in whales and our primate cousins (primate siblings in the case of chimps and bonobos, we are more closely related - share 98% DNA - to them than wolves are to dogs or horses to mules).
That said, their emotions are not always the same as human since they don't forecast. We humans spend a lot of time worrying about what might be. Other animals live more in the present. But fear, affection, stress, bonding, anger, sorrow, joy - it's not anthropomorphizing to see all that in my cats. And certainly all that and more exist in whales and our primate cousins (primate siblings in the case of chimps and bonobos, we are more closely related - share 98% DNA - to them than wolves are to dogs or horses to mules).
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When I think of animal emotions, I think of PETA.
Pretty Edible & Tasty Animals
Pretty Edible & Tasty Animals
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Gerald the dog weighs in on this issue:
Stop Anthropomorphizing Me
By Gerald the Dog
April 7, 2009 | ISSUE 45•15
I know this is going to come across a bit harsh, but I want to get straight to the point. Speaking on behalf of myself and all other completely nonhuman members of my species, I must insist that the practice of anthropomorphizing us stops right now.
I am not a human. I am a dog. I can't talk. I can't say a full sentence. Not even close. I can't experience complex emotions, I can't laugh, I can't rob a bank, and I have no idea that my name is Gerald. I can't even write, people, so please stop this anthropomorphizing business this instant.
It's not funny.
The amusement you get out of this unoriginal, overused—what shall I call it?—this fetish simply boggles the mind. What is your fascination with having animals speak? I'm a dog, for crying out loud. My brain weighs three-and-a-half ounces. Three-and-a-half ounces. I can barely understand what's going on around me, and what little knowledge I do possess is based primarily on smell. So tell me, why do you keep putting me at poker tables and making me dance and sing the blues? I do not wear hats and I certainly did not receive my doctorate in media criticism from Harvard University. I can assure you, if I were ever given a diploma, I would eat it. So, I beg you, for the last time, stop this right now.
It's silly and trite and it demeans us both.
These days, everywhere you look there's a dog dressed as a businessman or a dog solving crimes—things humans do! Not dogs! If I were a human, which, again I'm not, I imagine I'd feel slightly insulted by the media's continual rehashing of this trope. Do you realize that right now, somewhere in Los Angeles, a bunch of high-paid executives are just sitting around going, "They'll buy it if the bulldog keeps saying 'sausage' over and over again"? Doesn't that matter to you people?
It's beyond a cliché at this point. Pretending animals have the capacity to converse with one another on an intellectual level was a trite concept even back in 600 B.C., when Aesop, who I believe was a contemporary of Croesus, used the device to teach simple moral lessons with foxes and hens.
Now, here we are, two millennia later, and it's still being used to sell you guys beer. Come on.
Do you remember Lassie? Lassie made sense. When something went wrong, Lassie didn't say, "Hey, ma, we got a problem. I'll drive us there." She barked. Because that's what dogs do. Bark. When I want something, I bark. When I perceive that something has upset the status quo, I bark. What I don't do is perfectly interweave multisyllabic words from the English language to reflect my dismay.
As David Hume once said, "A wise man proportions his belief to the evidence." And the evidence on my end is clear: I'm a fucking dog. The smartest I'm ever going to get is barking at the front door when I have to go to the bathroom, so stop imbuing me with eloquence and pith!
While portraying dogs as humans may bring you satisfaction, consider that this satisfaction is, in actuality, rooted in extreme egoism, borne out of a deeper and more extreme insecurity: To see a lesser creature acting and speaking as you speak is at once validating and entertaining, for along with the silly laugh comes the calming reassurance that no other mammal on Earth can possesses advanced thought. You laugh because your place in the world remains unthreatened.
Bow wow. I am peeing on some important papers right now and don't even realize it.
Say, I've got an idea. Why don't we just get it all out of our systems right now? On the count of three, let's all have a hearty laugh over the hilarious incongruity of a dog in an astronaut's suit, and then we can sigh, shake our heads silently at one another, and get back to you being the grand expression of evolution, and me being the thing that eats pizza out of the garbage.
Unless you're doing that too, now.
http://www.theonion.com/articles/stop-anthropomorphizing-me,11459/
Stop Anthropomorphizing Me
By Gerald the Dog
April 7, 2009 | ISSUE 45•15
I know this is going to come across a bit harsh, but I want to get straight to the point. Speaking on behalf of myself and all other completely nonhuman members of my species, I must insist that the practice of anthropomorphizing us stops right now.
I am not a human. I am a dog. I can't talk. I can't say a full sentence. Not even close. I can't experience complex emotions, I can't laugh, I can't rob a bank, and I have no idea that my name is Gerald. I can't even write, people, so please stop this anthropomorphizing business this instant.
It's not funny.
The amusement you get out of this unoriginal, overused—what shall I call it?—this fetish simply boggles the mind. What is your fascination with having animals speak? I'm a dog, for crying out loud. My brain weighs three-and-a-half ounces. Three-and-a-half ounces. I can barely understand what's going on around me, and what little knowledge I do possess is based primarily on smell. So tell me, why do you keep putting me at poker tables and making me dance and sing the blues? I do not wear hats and I certainly did not receive my doctorate in media criticism from Harvard University. I can assure you, if I were ever given a diploma, I would eat it. So, I beg you, for the last time, stop this right now.
It's silly and trite and it demeans us both.
These days, everywhere you look there's a dog dressed as a businessman or a dog solving crimes—things humans do! Not dogs! If I were a human, which, again I'm not, I imagine I'd feel slightly insulted by the media's continual rehashing of this trope. Do you realize that right now, somewhere in Los Angeles, a bunch of high-paid executives are just sitting around going, "They'll buy it if the bulldog keeps saying 'sausage' over and over again"? Doesn't that matter to you people?
It's beyond a cliché at this point. Pretending animals have the capacity to converse with one another on an intellectual level was a trite concept even back in 600 B.C., when Aesop, who I believe was a contemporary of Croesus, used the device to teach simple moral lessons with foxes and hens.
Now, here we are, two millennia later, and it's still being used to sell you guys beer. Come on.
Do you remember Lassie? Lassie made sense. When something went wrong, Lassie didn't say, "Hey, ma, we got a problem. I'll drive us there." She barked. Because that's what dogs do. Bark. When I want something, I bark. When I perceive that something has upset the status quo, I bark. What I don't do is perfectly interweave multisyllabic words from the English language to reflect my dismay.
As David Hume once said, "A wise man proportions his belief to the evidence." And the evidence on my end is clear: I'm a fucking dog. The smartest I'm ever going to get is barking at the front door when I have to go to the bathroom, so stop imbuing me with eloquence and pith!
While portraying dogs as humans may bring you satisfaction, consider that this satisfaction is, in actuality, rooted in extreme egoism, borne out of a deeper and more extreme insecurity: To see a lesser creature acting and speaking as you speak is at once validating and entertaining, for along with the silly laugh comes the calming reassurance that no other mammal on Earth can possesses advanced thought. You laugh because your place in the world remains unthreatened.
Bow wow. I am peeing on some important papers right now and don't even realize it.
Say, I've got an idea. Why don't we just get it all out of our systems right now? On the count of three, let's all have a hearty laugh over the hilarious incongruity of a dog in an astronaut's suit, and then we can sigh, shake our heads silently at one another, and get back to you being the grand expression of evolution, and me being the thing that eats pizza out of the garbage.
Unless you're doing that too, now.
http://www.theonion.com/articles/stop-anthropomorphizing-me,11459/
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I wouldn't want to eat anything closely related to a mad cow.
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If you think going to the stars requires centuries of improvement in technology, imagine how long it will take to figure out how to make peace with the animal kingdom. When machines make good food out of inanimate materials, that will be just a start. A lot more technology than that will have to happen.
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Some animals might, but certainly not cats and dogs. They're not human, and they certainly don't have complex reasoning ability to have emotions. If they do have emotions, they're crude.
We tend to imprint our own feelings on the animals so it may seem they do.
We tend to imprint our own feelings on the animals so it may seem they do.
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Don't give up your day job.
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The Japanese have already figured out how to make food out of human poop.
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With BBQ sauce. Don't forget the sauce!!