As human beings, we become conditioned to rationalizing death all the time, usually, by necessity.
We rationalize the deaths of flies, mosquitoes and the loathsome cockroach.
We become accustomed to feeling the slight speedbumps of driving over roadkill, or causing the deaths as we hunt in the woods, as we “hunt” in the supermarket meat and fish sections, as we “hunt” online for a six pack of chicken soup.
Ongoing death will always be linked to ongoing living. Still, every so often, it’s nice to remind ourselves that all life is precious, and purposeful, even if just for a short amount of time.
Only someone who's never had a family of raccoons destroy their entire vegetable garden overnight would say that. Or rip their screen door to shreds. Or spread their trash cans over half an acre. Or crawl in the cat door and tear up the kitchen. Or........