Yesterday I participated in a protest against the circus in Pittsburgh. The wind was fierce and the air was chilly, yet we stood there steps away from the entrance. We held signs of images such as these with words of truth.
There were words thrown at us and one gentleman and I exchanged words and I did let my emotions get the best of me.
My intentions for being there yesterday was not to call out judgement or point out flaws.
I was there for the elephants, for those who do not have a voice. I saw children look at the pictures and ask the adults questions. What was puzzling was they would tell them “That elephant is being beaten” yet continue inside!
I thought about the stories I hear of abuse done to these dears by the hands of man. There are many about elephants turning on these men and great tragedy happens.
I feel great pain and sadness. We should never want violence and suffering to be the retaliation.
I think of the great Maya Angelou, and her beautiful words. I would like to share my favorite by her: