Beware The Animal Lover

Those who look into the dead eyes of an animal and see love have a fundamental misunderstanding of emotion. If the blind robotic movements of a cat are seen as genuine expressions of emotion, than the infinately more complex emotional responses of a human being must be too much to endure.

Of course I don't mean anyone who has and loves a dog is an emotionally dead automaton who could slash a child's throat without flinching. But anyone who I have ever known with an above average love for animals has had difficulty with human relationships.

They crave that tail wagging enthusiasm, that silent stroking and cuddling unobstructed by thoughts, words or any other higher brain function. Obedience, loyalty and dependence these things are seen as a sign of love to the emotionally crippled animal lover.

By the time Hitler's war in Europe was ending 25 million Russians had died. Six million Jews, Gypsies, political prisoners, homosexuals, and POWs had been systematically murdered in industrialized death camps. 32,000 Britons were killed by the indiscriminate bombing of London. Yet, Blondi, Hitler's loyal German Shepard stayed by his side until the end. He only ordered Blondi put to sleep hours before he and Eva Braun took their own lives.

For the record Hitler was also a non-smoking, non-drinking, vegetarian. I'll end here tonight.