Earlier in the summer, my family and I took a trip to Seattle, Washington. The first full day that we were there we went to the zoo. We spent almost the whole day there, and I took a lot of pictures (some better than others). I realized while I was there that being at the zoo makes me kind of sad. This picture (below) is a good illustration of why that is.
I know that there is value to zoos, and that, as a general rule they take good care of the animals and protect them. But especially when it comes to seeing primates in captivity it makes me
feel like I'm visiting a jail just to gawk at the prisoners. It just
feels wrong and it makes me sad.
Oh well, I'm just a bleeding heart anyway, so I guess there is no surprise that I'd feel that way. . .