The Zoo Cannot But Disappoint. The Public Purpose Of Zoos Is To Offer Visitors The Opportunity Of Looking At Animals. Yet Nowherein A Zoo Can A Stranger Encounter The Look Of An Animal. At The Most, The Animal's Gaze Flickers And Passes On. They Look Sideways. They Look Blindly Beyond.
We Must Educate The Public. The Average Person Has No Idea Of What's Going On In Factory Farms, In Laboratories, Circuses, Roadside Zoos Or Rodeos.
What's One More Meaningless Act Of Violence On That Zoo Of A Planet? It Would Be Appropriate. When In Rome; Burn It.
At School, Our Classroom Had A Small Rodent Zoo Consisting Of Two Rabbits, Three Hamsters, A Litter Of Baby Gerbils And A Guinea Pig. At First, I’d Thought The Teacher Was Raising Snack Food, Which Impressed Me, Being The First Sign Of Intelligence She’d Shown. Soon, Though, I’d Figured Out The Animals’ True Purpose And Left Them Alone, Though I Would Never Understand The Appeal Of Petting And Coddling Perfectly Good Food.
Am I My Brother's Keeper? Yes. Interestingly, In My Case, I Share That Honor With The Prospect Park Zoo.
Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, Lions And Tigers Alike - I Would Swap The Whole Damn Zoo For The Kind Of Young Americans I Saw In Vietnam.
As For Those Deserters, Malcontents, Radicals, Incendiaries, The Civil And Uncivil Disobedients Among The Young, Sds, Plp, Weathermen I And Weathermen Ii, The Revolutionary Action Movement, The Black United Front, Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, Lions And Tigers Alike - I Would Swap The Whole Damn Zoo For A Single Platoon Of The Kind Of Young Americans I Saw In Vietnam.
What A Lonely Species We Are, Searching For Signals Of Life From Other Galaxies, Adopting Companion Animals, Visiting Parks And Zoos To Commune With Other Beasts. In The Process, We Discover Our Shared Identity.
For Better Or Worse, Zoos Are How Most People Come To Know Big Or Exotic Animals. Few Will Ever See Wild Penguins Sledding Downhill To Sea On Their Bellies, Giant Pandas Holding Bamboo Lollipops In China Or Tree Porcupines In The Canadian Rockies, Balled Up Like Giant Pine Cones.
