I *probably* shouldn’t be going to see a show where we make an orca perform for us, right?
I mean, I don’t 100% know what all the moral implications are, but I also have intentionally left myself to be ignorant of them. I haven’t seen Blackfish.
(And then I’m all, “Well, I’ve worked in reality TV! And what if they’re just playing with emotions the way we do?”) Okay, but also, what if it’s all real and the whales are suffering and I’m playing into their suffering because they’re entertaining.
I say I love them and they’re my favorite animal. But do I really love something if I’m hurting it? But I am hurting it? I don’t know… I really should probably read more instead of just leading a life of willful ignorance when it comes to gorgeous orcas.
But, if you’d like to lead a life of willful ignorance with me, then let me tell you… I did this lunch the day of my half marathon. And there is SO much food. This would be more of an appropriate thing to do after a full marathon. I mean, my goodness, the food. Aye aye aye aye aye.
Also, the whales are very entertaining.
That’s really it – that’s all I got – moral wonderings, gluttonous eating, adorable whales.
(I mean, really, I love the whales and I love to watch them. And I want so badly to believe it’s not wrong and that they love being “taken care of” and having an audience and being adored everyday… But I am also aware that wishing for something to be true doesn’t actually make it true… So, there’s that…) Okay, enough of this. And on to the next adventure!