So i have come up with a taught experiment "what would you choose: would you prefer to be a wild pigeon, with all that includes, you have to fight for your food, you will die prematurely at the hands of a predator but you have the whole sky to fly in or a pet parrot. You get feed everyday, you are cared for and you live out you life in peace but you never get to really flap those wings."
I think i would be the parrot
You are thinking, as is only possible, like a human being. Captive birds that cannot fly freely or migrate are at an extremely high risk of developing zoochosis. Animals can become depressed if their instincts get suppressed. Lions need to hunt. What the public doesn't realise is that either these animals are fed prepared meats or other animals are baited to the predators when the zoo is closed to the public. What about those animals? In the wild, they would have a chance.
Pigeons don't fight for food. They forage, and there is plenty food to be foraged. As mentioned above, zoo animals often become 'spent' just like many animals (such as dairy heifers, lay hens) in the agriculture industry. Zoos are a
business, and most visitors want to see a vital, interesting, active animal in front of them - not an old, decrepit one. Zoo animals are put down, culled, sold. They are prodded and probed, and their choices are taken from them. There is nothing peaceful about the sounds of screaming children, about being shipped from place to place in containers. Exotic animals are treated much like art works - they are
loaned from place to place, and the zoo is just as much a voyeuristic gallery than any other.
Children want to know the truth. I once took my younger sisters to see reindeer at Christmas in Covent Garden. I explained to them about the natural habitat of reindeer in Scandinavia, I explained that their antlers had been sawn off for a reason ('human safety') and that, if they looked closely, they would see that the antlers they appeared to be wearing were temporary substitutes that were pinned to the stumps that remained. That there were tags in their ears where they had been pierced without anaesthesia. I reminded them how painful it was to have their own lobes pierced and that was with aid of a local anaesthetic. I explained that there was nothing natural about the journey they had taken to get to the middle of one of the largest cities on earth, and that a bale of hay on the hard concrete provided no comfort to them. That the loud and strange noises of a technological society frightened them.
My sisters didn't cry, they didn't shout at me, they just asked 'how can we help them?' Up until I spoke to them, they ahhed and oooed. When I asked them if they'd rather not have known,
that was when I saw a look of pure horror and anger on their faces. It's not an innocence taken away. The real innocence is in seeing the connection and pain for animal suffering in the eyes of a child.
Of course, we're all very sure when it comes to how we want to engage our children with the world.