Hi all!
I was, and
still am, so nervous to post the main blog for this week. One of the reasons is
that eating and killing animals for human ends has never been a problem in my
country and in my life. I am afraid of saying something ignorant or stupid. I just
don’t know, and should I be sorry? On this topic, I have the inclination to use
ignorance as an excuse, and I will try to suppress it, but still, I do not
know, and I have never thought about it. So please excuse me if my argument is
naïve, shallow, or illogical.
Firstly, I
would like to talk about how this topic is related to the previous topic, mass
incarceration of people of color. There was a time in history that white
American truly believed that black people were less than human, just a little
bit more than a beast. Aristotle said that slavery is natural because there are
two types of beings: one that cannot use reason and can only work with the
body, who deserves to be the natural slave, and the other can use reason and
logical thinking, who is by nature superior and should be the master. European
colonizers used this logic to argue that black people, since they were savage and
could not use reason, they should remain as slave of the white men. Moreover,
the notion of teleology—everything is created for an end, a reason, a purpose—is
deeply ingrained in the mindset of the European, so this is the logic: Black
people are created, and they are natural slave, so we are entitled to use them
for our purpose, if not, what else are they good for? And can I say that we use
the same reason to talk about our use of animals for food, clothing, safety,
and medicine? However, I am unwilling to say that we are doing any great
injustice to animals, and even if we do, it is a different kind of injustice
that we cannot, and should not, compare it to what happened to the Jews and
people of colors. (now, I start to sound like a horrible person! But it’s fine.
Call me out and criticize me! That’s fine. Don’t be nice!)
Even
though I understand Elizabeth Costello’s logic, I cannot agree with her. To me,
there is still something special about human being that I hold above everything
else. And the comparison between the Holocaust and the slaughter house Costello
used is just absurd to me. That comparison is wrong because, as Mr. Stern the
poet put it, “the inversion insults the memory of the death. And it also trades
on the horrors of the camps in a cheap way.” I am not saying that there is no
similarity between the two, but the comparison itself is just wrong. Since I
don’t understand religion, I don’t want to use the religious argument that we
are made in the likeness of God so that we are superior to animals. I also
hesitate to play the technological advancement card to prove our superiority
because that is just a wrong Westernized standardized measurement that even I
will lose the game myself. We just do not know about animals and what really is
happening in their minds, so that any assumption and comparison is just not
enough and is just another iteration of human arrogance and imposition.
I am
identified most with Norma in the story, especially when Norma said that
relativism leads to intellectual paralysis. If we started to think about
animals’ perspectives, should we start thinking about plants’ too? What do we
know about any of them, or any of us any way? And now we should ask: where to
draw the line? We are trapped in the concerns about those philosophical
questions and the different unfathomable supposedly existing perspectives of
plants and animals. Yes, we can try to put us in their positions and feel their
pains, but I refuse to think about those pains all the time. It is exhausting.
It is not because I am lazy, or maybe I am, but I just want to save my energy
for other things, like the pain and suffering of other human beings. To me, the
use of animals for human’s purpose should not be a moral question.
People eat
everything in my country: grasshoppers, rats, animals’ intestine, and partially shelled
balut eggs, one of the reasons is that we
were starving, and another is that we can. My neighbor used to herd pigs, and
at night, they killed the pigs. I cannot count how many nights that I slept in
that horrible sounds, and how many times that those sounds truly sounded like
human’s call for help and mercy. I grew up in that environment, based on your
standard, is my soul messed up?
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