First of all, given my Feuerbachian sensibilities, I imagine lions envision a deity that looks like a lion–while, and I’m only guessing, gazelles would be greatly offended by such an idea. You know, at some predestined future moment in or outside of time the “great gazelle in the sky” is going to pass judgment on those cats for their fallen predatorial nature that has caused so much pain and anxiety for the gazelle (and other prey). While, all along, the god (or gods) of the capuchins remain in the planning stages for the eternal mischief they have long prepared for us. Though, I imagine, it could always be worse (hint: think ‘lake of fire’).
Of course, Sue Coe may be correct in forcing us to ask a very important question. If there is a deity for these creatures (assuming they are as dualistic as humans), then how do they envision Satan?
Given that the word for ‘Satan’ in Hebrew means ‘adversary’, the text in the image above is only about 100% accurate. And for that reason I have to ask of Ms. Coe, “Why do you have to make life so difficult for those of us who just want to enjoy a little bit of flesh and blood? Don’t you realize that there is nothing more ‘manly’ than tearing into the ass of a cow? Eating the breast of a chicken? Chewing on the insides of a turkey or a pig?” (Did you catch the double entrendes? Read Carol Adams.)
But now this Sue Coe, well, she has to go and complicate things with her lovely artwork that speaks volumes above even some of the finest animal-friendly poets in the world (Linzey, Scully, Webb, Foer, Masson, Goodall, Bekoff, etc.).
Many thanks for saying that which is often better said without words. I’ll shut up now.
