So while we’re on the subject of not putting hamburger in our mouths…
The other elephant in the room? The circus.
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I’m talking old-fashioned circus fare, what with a hundred clowns climbing out of a Volkswagen and, less funny, elephants on parade. Now I’ll admit to, in the past, having put some dollars in the Ringling Brothers’ pockets. I took my younger siblings to the circus once. I’ve visited the Ringling museum in Sarasota. I live in Florida after all. Museum options are limited. And truth be told, I enjoyed both.
But the more I talk to Craig about it, and the more I read, the more I learn the circus just ain’t cool. I guess it’s like what I’ve heard Oprah say: “when you know better, you do better.”
Reading about how circuses keep elephants in chains for up to 20 hours a day has made so uncomfortable, I can’t even bring myself to love this otherwise adorable nursery bedding. Because that’s a tent, right? And I don’t think you find those in an elephant’s natural habitat. I can’t imagine the balloons are good for them either.
Popular family entertainment: it’s a landmine. Forget zoos. Or movies with chimps. Even Cirque du Soleil is questionable now, PETA tells me. But I’d like to raise an empathetic caring child who lives a conscious life . That means I have to, too.
So I’ll start with this PETA petition. Read all about it: