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Your Feelings are Not Worth a Life: Walter Palmer

I feel I have to say something about Walter Palmer. I am sickened by this story, truly sickened by humanity and our egotistical wastefulness of a beautiful creature’s life. I truly believe that people who have some kind of craving or unrestrained desire to hunt endangered or protected wildlife are sick. It is not acceptable to hunt large African wildlife for sport.

When you read the story, it’s especially pathetic because Walter Palmer apparently lured this majestic creature out of the wildlife preserve so that he could take the lion’s life. I would think that even for a hunter this would be shameful. Where’s the sport in luring an animal and then shooting it? If you claim that you need the thrill of the chase, how are you getting that thrill?

It seems to me that the thrill these hunters are getting is in the murder, the taking of life which makes them feel powerful. These people are just one step away from a serial murderer. These murderers are our dentists! Our neighbors, perhaps our family members and our friends. They gain a thrill or some kind of sick sense of excitement from taking a life. How is that any different than a person who murders humans? How exactly is a feeling you get (power, ego, or other feeling) more important than an animal’s life? How can ANYONE think that their feelings are more important than another’s life? We can apply this to so many problems we have in this world! Too many people feel that their own feelings are more important than animal or human lives.

This state of affairs is revolting and needs to be stopped! Hey murderers, potential murderers, all of you, YOUR FEELINGS ARE NOT MORE IMPORTANT THAN A LIFE. I don’t care if you’re depressed, sad, lonely, angry, frustrated, enraged, egotistical, powerful, thrilled,or seeking an adrenaline rush, none of your feelings are more important than a living creature’s life. There is absolutely NO justification for taking another’s life.

As I’ve sort of touched on before, I think these big game hunters have a mental illness. Instead of hunting and killing beautiful wildlife like lions, they need to realize that they have a mental illness that is causing them to kill. This need they have to take lives to feel better about themselves is sick and requires therapy and meds. This is a completely different scenario than hunting or killing for food. This is killing for one’s own ego, pleasure and status, not to preserve one’s own life or the lives of loved ones. There’s a big big difference here.

Walter, you are not special, you do not deserve to kill a beautiful creature, you are not more important than that creature. In fact you are less important and I’m shamed to know that you and I are the same species.

I can’t even look at the photos of Cecil because he was so beautiful and he was murdered horrifically by this disgusting coward of a man This man is no doubt spoiled and feels he can do whatever he wishes. He wants to feel powerful and special and apparently that feeling is worth a lion’s life.

My heart hurts every time I hear a story like this because it makes me wonder about the mental state of these people and makes me wish they would just go away or get help. They are entitled, they are egotistical, they are foolish, they are cowards and they need to find something else to invest their lives in rather than killing an endangered animal in a shameful way.  Hey Walter, there are other ways to make yourself feel good, why don’t you consider yoga?

I feel like there should be a world organization that polices these kinds of things for the sake of endangered wildlife. If someone is found to have hunted ANY kind of endangered creature, they will be brought up on murder charges.  Apparently we can’t rely on people to have enough common sense or heart to do the right thing. Clearly Walter has no heart. How could you have a heart and kill Cecil or any other living creature? This is the scary thing, we have people out there living among us who have no respect for life.

I have no respect for YOUR life Walter. Cecil’s life was worth 10 of you.

This leads me into the bigger picture, mental illness and respect for life.  We are seeing a lot of stories out there about people who have no respect for life, human or otherwise. This is terrifying to think about. There are people out there who have no compassion, empathy or understanding of their fellow man and they are truly so egotistical and caught up in their own problems and feelings that they want to punish others. I don’t know what the answer is, but clearly this is a problem that we need to tackle because lives will continue to be lost because people are egotistical and unfeeling.

Bottom line:

Despite the fact that many people in the world think they are free to do whatever they wish, this is not, in fact the case. Just because you have the money to do something doesn’t make it less shameful.  Just because you had “permits” doesn’t mean it’s less shameful. Just because there are a few other sickos like you, doesn’t make it right.

Dear Murderers:

You do not have the freedom to take an animal or human life for sport or to make yourself feel good. You do not have the freedom to take any life, whatsoever. Life is the most precious resource we have on planet earth and everyone is entitled to their own life. Your feelings are not more important than a life. How would you feel if someone took your life because it gave them a certain feeling that they craved? Would that be fair?

If you find yourself thinking that your feelings are more important than a life, you need help. Please seek that help within the mental health community.

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About Victoria Sawyer (281 Articles)
Victoria Sawyer is a blogger, author, aspiring graphic designer, social media enthusiast and mental health advocate. Shocking, honest, sarcastic and humorous, Victoria aims to make readers feel tangible emotions and physical sensations through writing that brings you into the mind and body of someone suffering from panic attacks, anxiety and this strange often darkly hilarious thing we call life. She published her novel Angst in 2013, which realistically and often graphically depicts life with mental illness. Along with crazy blogging, Victoria enjoys reading historical novels, playing with her naughty cats, engaging in rants and metaphysical existential meltdowns and using punctuation to excess in everything she writes.

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