Singapore sure has a whimsical vein. This cage at the Jurong Bird Park made me smile. A tip of the hat to what we really are…
We are dangerous not just to other species but to each other. We fight, we hurt, we kill, we wound. I tried to count the number of times my dog has done any of that to me. I could only count instances of love and nothing more. On the other hand, I have raised my voice at him, I have smacked him for being silly and I have ignored him when he has come to me. But he has never kept any of that in mind. Are we capable of such boundless and untainted love? I don’t know.
