The Glass Zoo

Thanks, Mr Gunness (spokesman for the United Nations Relief and Works Agency). I saw the YouTube video where after saying, “The rights of Palestinians, even their children, are wholesale denied, and it’s appalling,” you break down and cry uncontrollably. Your tears burst a valve in me and I cried as well. I realized that I’d been holding these tears back for days because I felt unworthy of crying. What were my tears compared to those of the Palestinians crying for their dead and maimed loved ones?

Anger and fear robs me of sleep and contaminates my consciousness; anger at the murdering monsters and their sociopathic cheerleaders, and fear at witnessing the depths of depravity to which Homo sapiens can sink.

I flee from my frustration at not being able to stop the barbarity by fantasizing on a time when the criminals are brought to justice. They will undoubtedly be found guilty of crimes against humanity. But how should we deal with them? I’m against capital punishment, but I’m also a democracy fundamentalist. Should the majority of people decide to hang these diseased, decadent, depraved, deranged and demented disciples of the devil*, I’d make no attempt to remove the noose from their necks. (*Sorry, that just ran out of me.)
I’m also against torture and simply sending them to prison seems terribly inadequate.
I’ve contemplated many ways of dealing with this problem (many of which I’m ashamed to have even thought of) until I found a solution that seems reasonable. A glass zoo.

These human-like creatures should be housed in a glass zoo. They should be naked because they’ve behaved worse than animals, lied and kept so many secrets from the public, that they should be viewed as transparently and honestly as possible. Here they are. Regard!

The temperature in their confinement should be comfortable and they should receive a nourishing diet and have equipment to exercise. That’s it. They obviously can’t understand simple human communication, so books and electronic media need not disturb their warped minds.

The zoo would be very large to house all the criminals, but that shouldn’t be a problem. Tourists flocking from all over the world require a large area. Restaurants, picnic areas, gift shops, museums and other attractions would supplement the glass confinements. Information about each prisoner would be available to any handheld device. The visitors could learn about what fine schools they attended, the prestigious titles they wore, the high positions they held, awards they received and the wealth they possessed. Against these facts quotations could illustrate their profound stupidity, vile lies and blatant hypocrisy.

Surely these beasts belong to a species headed for extinction. The zoo would have to be transformed into something beneficial to the people in pace with the inmates’ natural deaths.

Crazy idea? Perhaps. But fantasizing about the glass zoo gives me temporary relief from the present atrocities being caused by the eventual inhabitants.

“If the Statue of Liberty could cry, Manhattan would be flooded.”
Dartwill Aquila