It changes a man. When I was 14 I broke down in tears, heavy weeping, for a dog who had been hit by a car. My cousin Jason couldn’t understand why I was so affected by it. The dog had been an innocent victim of heartless people who couldn’t stop to drive him to a safe place.
Empathy in a culture of Death is very difficult.
When I was 15 I learned about animal laboratory tests. The torture these animals go through in the name of cosmetics. Rabbits get acid dripped into their eyes over several days until their eyes are gone. Then they are killed.
Rabbits have feelings.
Growing up in Skokie with a heavy Jewish population, and my Orthodox Jewish Mother [ converted ] I never heard the end of the holocaust. 6 millions lives, families, mother-son relationships. Billions of special moments between families…
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