A female whale longing for her mother whale creates an intimate and desperately human moment on film, oddly enough
Mostly I want to muse, I have no philosophical formulation for why eating meat is morally permissible.
Unfortunately, as anyone that’s ever gotten something from a claw machine, the zeal to actually get it is far more interesting than the zeal in having it.
Like Ronald Davis says in the above video, you lose a lot of your being sitting there begging, shaking a cup, asking for money.
If a magical wand were waved over human experience and at once, we were living in the absence of pain, that wouldn’t be enough, I suspect.
Every single year, the intangible, the non-quantifiable goes silently into the dawn or into the night, the world never knowing what it lost.
Is not vulnerability the crucible from which all else follows?
People, especially those without warm homes, die in weather like this.