The culprit could have been poachers,
or it could have been Darwin.
Probably Darwin either way.
What matters in it all is that an innocent little sentient
(probably all sentients are innocent, even the deplorables, in principio)
suffered, terribly.
You are wise,
and experienced in these things.
Your little barn owl.
Your ewes.
Your ponies.
Open Access? Research impact? Categorical Perception? Symbol Grounding? LLMs? Mozart?
Phabeni’s desperate attempts to stand up,
to breathe.
His swollen neck.
“not good fat.”
And the world burns.
Whether anthropic or Darwinian or cosmologic
matters not.
I am glad he is released.
He should never have been enchained.