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She poked the fire with a stick. “Hey, what do you think about Fyodor killing that rabbit? Do you think it was cruel?” I shrugged. “A lot of people eat rabbit.” “When I was a kid, I had a bunny as a pet. It was white with black spots. I called it Thumper, from Bambi.” “Thumper was brown.” “Anyway, I think it’s cruel to kill rabbits.” “If you had a chicken as a pet, would you never eat chicken?” “That’s not the same thing. Chickens are dumb.” “Rabbits are pretty dumb,” I said. “People don’t eat dogs,” she said. “They do in Korea.” “You know what I mean. You don’t cook up a Golden Retriever.” “Golden Retrievers are smart.” “So it’s based on intelligence, what we can kill, and what we can’t?” “Seems that way.” “Where do you draw the line? Why’s it okay to kill a deer but not a horse? I don’t think horses are any smarter than deer.” “What are you getting at?” I asked. “Nothing,” she said. “I just think it’s odd you can go around and kill a cute little bunny and nobody bats an eye, but if you shoot a dog or cat you’re sick, and if you shoot your neighbor, you’re really sick and get locked up in a cell for the rest of your life.” “It’s ethics,” I said. “Ethics is bullshit. There’s no objective right or wrong, just what’s allowed and not allowed. Which is subjective, made up, by us.
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