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Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Beasts and Brains

On Beasts and Brains\nThe hungry lion looks at his prey and his moth begins to salivate as he narrows his crosshairs in on the oblivious cheerful bunny girl from around the corner. His kill brain takes over and in a moments notice; the bunny resides in the king of the jungles belly. He didnt optical aberration his defenseless food or rape or annoy ithe just let his instincts dominion his actions. He only asserts his position when necessary, and wouldnt think to be uncouth or to brutally squeeze his lion peers. An animal cares closely survival of themselves and occasionally their offspring. They dont rack on an new(prenominal), let totally their own species. An animal cares close survival of themselves and occasionally their offspring. They dont scud on another, let simply their own species. As man we lead used our brains for detestation it seams like sometimes. We torture ourselves in more complex and threatening ways than should be tolerated. In all of our sophisti cation we have also become cruel. some(prenominal) Ovid and Vonnegut agree that universe would be better off without in that respect complex brains, but they forswear to remember the beauty that our testy brains can produce.\nOvid shows that humans both(prenominal) torture each other and are extremely monstrous because of there brains. Ovid writes, the king is cruelthat she was ravaged?against her will, he pays no heed, inflicts?a brutal burial in a deep upchuck;?the sand heaped over her is heavy, thick (Ovid Book 4 Lines 237-240). The Kings fille is raped against her will, and the king doesnt even off car that this torture is casualty to his own daughter. Similarly, Ovid writes of the price that humans must pay for existence foolish on many accounts. He writes, And no council could advise?the mind of Pentheus. They cant stay his violence;?their calls for calm dont check him they uphold?the force they would repress: so have I seen?a torrent there where postal code c urbed its courage ?flow sooner peacefully no rage, no roar;?but where it had been dammed wher...

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