Turns out you don’t have to be running out of humans to value human life.
If I have a bowl of rice, and one of the grains is actively trying to end my way of life, I don’t mind when someone shoots at it with an assault rifle.
First of all: rice doesn’t have that kind of agency
Second of all: shooting at a grain of rice in your bowl with an assault rifle is many times more likely to hit you than that specific grain of rice
Third, if that’s REALLY the best analogy you could think of, you should just stop the whole “communicating your thoughts to other people” thing. Evidently it’s not something you’re ever going to get the hang of.
Fourth and finally: a propos of nothing except the fact that I just listened to an episode of My Brother, My Brother, and Me, horses are overrated, and not just by the McElroy brothers.
