but yes, as sad/stupid as it sounds i value my dog and rabbit and rats just as much as humans, they are my babies and their lives are more precious than a stranger's. at least, they're more precious to me.
rawr i'm selfish and i don't care :)
strange thoughts come into your head and you better think them.
I wasn't trying to deliberately stir up any sort of can of worms - I simply wanted to point out that there were soldiers lives being snuffed out in this unforgivably horrendous event. And, while the poor bloody horses (including Sefton) were being tended, there were sentient human beings (aka soldiers) also involved - whose wives, lovers, parents et al were suffering too ... Never, ever assume that those who have taken the Queen's shilling are brainless, unthinking automatons - they're actually doing it for you, so be grateful.
Tony.
PS. And for any of you who might be tired of your pets, just send them out to Korea with a label round their necks: "Enjoy, and if you go carefully there'll be some left over for Boxing Day".
Well i dont really have a "worst enemy" but if i did i would save that person over my dogs, as much as i love them. My dogs are my best friends and i love them, but that person would be someones son/daughter, sibling, friend, etc..
PS. And for any of you who might be tired of your pets, just send them out to Korea with a label round their necks: "Enjoy, and if you go carefully there'll be some left over for Boxing Day".
Laura
"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love." ~Mother Theresa
Perhaps I am missing your point... but you seem to be insinuating the Horses weren't sentient? Which they are?
*confused*
In genereal, I reckon this boils down to news papers printing what sells, and anyone looking for an impartial read wouldn't be going to the newspapers would they?
In short, people shouldn't read newspapers or if they do they should take them VERY unseriously. Treat them as you would a "Beano".
Hunger only for a taste of justice, hunger only for a world of truth, for all that you have is your soul.
If my kitten and my worst enemy were in say, a fire, I'd say my worst enemy took priority.
I'd put down the gasoline can and grab the kitten. ;)
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Human and animal almost break even with me. There are too many scenarios to play out. A human is a better bet because you've got communication and understanding, an animal could just as well claw and bite to defend it's wound.
I'd save my kitten over my housemates let alone my worst enemy!!
Call me sad but I think animals have just as great empathy for people as humans do. Like last night I was really down/suicidal whatever, but kitty came and snuggled me and stayed with me all night which she doesn't usually do. She also doesn't leave the kitchen a tip unlike my housemates, in fact her only bad habit is likcing my lips when I'm asleep!!
(I@m so gonna be a crazy old cat lady when a pesnioner!)
Your own species should come first, and obviously your family>friends>people you know>people you like etc as the chain goes down. Then other species, with the same chain pets>other peoples pets>other animals you like and so on.
I haven't visited this thread for about three days, so trying to pick up the thrust of the various replies is that most would, on balance, value the human life more greatly - but everyone has their own choice, of course.
But, for me, the crunch comes if you consider that you just might one day be a spectator on the fringe of a similar outrage. After the bloody great bang and the initial shock/horror, you see people lying, dying in the road - and, let's say, horses or dogs too - perhaps equally injured. Who do you tend to first?
I know that my duty would first of all be towards helping the humans, and I'd help them all I could. But if my dog or my horse were also out there in the carnage I know just where my very next priority would lie.
Do let's hope it never happens again - but don't bank on it in today's world of terrorism. And therefore think a bit ahead, without becoming paranoid ...
Tony.
PS. A small challenge: who can tell me the name of Wellington's charger at Waterloo - without, and I repeat without, on your honour, Googling it. A small prize - a bracelet - for whoever comes up with the correct answer and at the same time convinces me that they haven't cheated - and the ingenuity of your explanation will be much the most important part of your answer ...
personally, i have always valued animals lives more than humans, for the simple lack of choice, however when it comes to the situation like a big explosion etc, i would help the humans first because at the end of the day a human has a longer life span, and has the potential to be more beneficial to the world!
Sick of Crying,
Tired of Trying
Yeah, im Smiling,
But inside im Dying
Somebody save me, i dont care how you do it, just save me
Devia, I'm not even going to consider your answer until you've convinced me that you haven't cheated. And, being a devious (pun intended) bastard myself, I might take some convincing ... but good luck!
I hardly see what my family has to do with any of this.
But, moving on.
People shouldn't be allowed to leave money to individual animals.
Leave money to animal shelters/charities, sure.
But animals shouldn't be millionaires while a billion people live on less than a dollar a day.
Well, Karaoke, I see where you're coming from, but surely people should be allowed to leave their money to whichever individuals, charities or animals as they please. If the State were to start dictating the rules of legacies (on top of the 40% of inheritance tax which very many people's estates are liable for when they die), then we really are into the realms of the Orwellian, Big Brother world.
But you touch on a much more difficult issue when you refer to the millions of poverty-stricken people elsewhere in the world. How many of us are about to spend a few or many hundreds of pounds on ourselves and our families this coming Christmas? Of course we are, because this is family, the gathering together of family, the reinforcement of family bonds - all very worthy and understandable motives.
Yet of course every pound we spend on ourselves is one which we just might (if we were high-minded enough) have given to some African, or other, Charity instead and saved some innocent child in Darfur or elsewhere. But where does one stop and to what extent should we feel guilty about anything we ever spend on ourselves?
Answers in not more than 20 words on a postcard please! My apologies if this is touching on the heavy - I have no easy answers ... tho', come the crunch, I put my own family first.