
The other day I watched Blackfish. It was a documentary on CNN about Killer Whales procured by Sea World, and the subsequent tales of sad living conditions and danger to all involved, whale and trainer.I shivered through the entire show. That kind of terrified electricity that runs up your spine when you see something haunting? I felt that to the nth degree. I cuddled up closer and closer to the corner of the couch until I was a ball. My 15 year old walked in and said, “What’s wrong, Mom?” I pointed to the TV.He finished watching with me, and left. I knew that it affected me more than it affected him,...