If humans are more valuable, why? — hypericin
They aren't.
How do you justify this assertion? — hypericin
I don't.
Yet, if you maintain the equality of animal and human, then choosing the poodle is therefore perfectly reasonable. — hypericin
I distinguish between domesticated animals and wild animals. Domesticated animals are, to me, extensions of us. So, if we re-word the analysis to say "wolf" instead of "poodle" we arrive at the real dilemma for me.
You use the term "valuable." Value can be subjective, or cultural, or evolutionary, or monetary, or god knows what else. Which one presents a more substantial, credible threat to me and mine? Which one presents a more substantial, credible threat to the essential workers I find convenient to rely upon? Clearly, the wolf is more innocuous on both counts. From a market standpoint of supply and demand, with 7.5 billion homo sap, I'd say we are a dime a dozen.
If you consider Scalia's concentric circles of care, then, contrary to what he probably thought, it becomes clear that that which is closer in may actually deserve less care than that which is, at least ostensibly, at first blush, further out. I'm pretty sure a snail darter in some stream some where is better for me and humanity at large than is, say, another bawling brat somewhere getting ready to stick a big, sloppy, rude, inconsiderate, disrespectful footprint into the middle of the Earth's back.
There is an orgy of reason, caring and might, which engenders a concept which justifies "progress" at the expense of all else. This concept is the supreme and overriding sanctity of human life. So sacred has this concept become that in some circles it even reigns over the quality of life itself, nothing withstanding.
The sanctity of human life is shown in many ways, not the least of which is our preoccupation with "safety". Safety for our children who will not know the true essence of adventure; safety for ourselves so we lose our ability to deal with adversity; and safety for others so our insurance rates stay low enough that we can afford to pay for our safety. This preoccupation is epitomized by the statement "Let’s all play safe together".
An objective look at our condition would reveal a constant, overwhelming, unsolicited celebration of humanity. Life has been an unbroken exaltation of the accomplishments of man. It has been nothing but us walking around patting ourselves on the back and raving about the qualities that we supposedly have by choice or character. We give ourselves credit for breathing and existence deserves a medal. The examples are endless. From the "courageous" infant, born with a handicap, a warrior against the odds in a cold cruel world, to the resilient community bouncing back from a flood, as if they had a choice. Local T.V. news stations are famous for fostering this crap. Next to the last fleeting seconds of Sunday Morning, and a trip to the wilderness now and then, when do we ever do anything that is not absorbed in "us"? Even adulation for the natural world is usually tainted by anthropomorphism or artistic impression.
In light of these circumstances, it is no wonder that man has had the "progress" that he has experienced. As long as people pay at least superficial heed to the golden rule, and avoid "unsociable conduct", they can do no wrong. If they can couch their actions in terms of their own or another's benefit then it will be acceptable.
Personally, this “Up Up With People” shit gets me nauseous. If we're so great we would not shit in our nest. So yeah, bring on the wolf and let him at the poodle.