Category: Elizabeth Kim

People said things to me like “They’re just animals. They’re here for our use.” I had a visceral reaction to that phrase, maybe because I was told countless times during my growing-up years that I was “just like an animal.” I had suffered much of my life because I was considered less than human. Animals were suffering because they were less than human. And it seemed to me that human didn’t have much to be proud of, if they treated other living things with such blind cruelty.