Ed eccomi qui - pensai - un uomo di mezza età che è arrivato a dipendere da un gatto per lenire la propria solitudine. Chi mi vedesse penserebbe che la mia vita è un binario morto, una trasgressione dell'ordine naturale delle cose, un fallimento sociale, e mi suggerirebbe calorosamente di farmi una vita, ovvero di trovarmi un compagno, meglio ancora una compagna, umana. La mia è anche una vita che è meglio fare inconsciamente finta di non vedere: Most people seem to be soaked in an innate moral sense of decency and which would be diminished by the sight of a human being like them is that an animal with love and respect - and the decline erodes self-esteem.
civilization, however, can survive only by exploiting the natural world. For the economy to operate, it must be that animals and plants - the very nature - are considered as articles or goods, and not as citizens of the world, because the citizenship implies rights. Depriving someone of his rights is to do injustice, and injustice must be denied.
But I was there, and it seemed so natural a place in which to be. My only transgression consisted in treating a cat with respect, in accepting in my soul by peers.
Yeah, a very serious crime, really. And what I had gained from the sin I committed? Well, I had not taken anything but some lessons about myself and a handful of life lessons. I decided to count them.
First, Darwin had taught me to respect life. I had revealed that the essence of respect is self-restraint, and I showed that to respect the life you love. me in the throes of agony had taught that all beings want to live, no matter under what conditions, and loving little creature that I had come to love all living creatures.
by William Jordan - A cat named Darwin
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