Thoughts about the Zoo...

I really liked the zoo... and I appreciated the opportunity to see some amazing creatures close up... I, however, couldn't help feeling a little conflicted about the whole experience. I know that the animals are all very well taken care of and may in fact enjoy longer and safer lives in captivity than if they were left on their own in the wild (a fact that I was reminded of when I saw a VERY old wolf in the zoo).... but there is a certain sadness at seeing these wild creatures in such small enclosures and with such limited freedom. I stood and watched a majestic silverback gorilla sit quietly in the entrance of his cage... his face seemed so sad and broken... I couldn't help but feel a little guilty that this was his life.




I also found it very strange that zoos are such a popular place for children. I understand the fascination... but doesn't it seem a little strange and against every survival instinct to bring our youngest and weakest members of society and display them in front of the most dangerous creatures in the country? At what point did we stop fearing these creatures and start taunting them?




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