Bell Curves: Is that how normalcy is defined and is being normal all it is cracked up to be. Now with Sasha's cancer I am confronted again and again with the fact that my world view is vastly different from the majority and in fact even than most minority views. There are, of course, other vegetarians and vegans. There are lots of animal rights activists. And there are plenty of folks, even if they aren't in the majority, who hold all life sacred.
But I don't know of any others, and I'm sure I just haven't found them because I can't be the only one, who would say that humans have no more (nor less) right to consideration than any other species, that the lowly slug (not sure why I pick on them except that I personally love slugs and snails and I just read a book about snails) has just as much right to life and consideration as I do. As a result, I think that Sasha's cancer should be treated just the same way I would treat my own should I develop it. I expect that doctors would react to her as they would react to me, answering concerns, etc.
However, that isn't how the world operates. No matter how sympathetic and wonderful vets may be, the system is set up so that there aren't emergency pagers for a particular vet, but rather for a clinic, which is lovely, but not what Sasha and I both need. Pets are treated differently from people. Humans are considered to be more important than or better than other species. If I am sick I can call my doctor's office and get a message to her one way or another depending on whether it is during office hours or not, and that message will get to her in a timely fashion even when she is on vacation. But with Sasha, the clinic would do no more than leave Sasha's vet a message and I still haven't gotten a call back. Sasha, thankfully, is not so wobbly today and moving well although I have yet to see her eat, which isn't to say that she hasn't, just that I haven't seen her eat, but the fact is I called and was told flatly that Dr. Nell wasn't in yesterday so I'd either have to wait or deal with someone else.
I don't know. I just know that I don't think humans have any more right to live on this planet than any other species and in fact, given the way humans in general are treating Mother Gaia, I'd say we have much less right to be here. I would never put myself above another species and I know that makes me odd, but there it is. I will take my oddness every day of the week, but there are times when I get confronted with how far out of the norm I am that I feel isolated and lonely. I would like to find more kindred spirits, more who would understand where I'm coming from. Lacking that, I find solitude a very acceptable alternative. This weekend I will be by myself with my special lovely family and I won't have to talk with or interact with anyone, so my very strangeness, out of the bell curveness, won't be an issue. Certainly Chauncey, Poosa, Laoise, Thackeray, and Sasha are happy with who I am and what I believe and that is more than enough for this weekend. Such are my thoughts for today.