The ones we just hunt to extinction are the lucky ones.
We put the ones we find cute when we “develop” their land into cages, and force them to breed despite being effectively extinct solely so we can gawk at them for our amusement.
We pump the ones we find delicious with laboratory hormones to make them freakishly obese, and cramp them in factory farms until they’re obese enough to kill.
As far as the rest of the natural world is concerned, we are the monster under the bed.
"The sword of God, the blood of the lamb, vengeance is mine, millions of dead motherfuckers, all because they gave the wrong answer to the God question. ‘You believe in God?’
‘No.’
BANG Dead.
‘You believe in God?’
‘Yes.’
‘You believe in my God?’
‘No.’
BANG Dead.
‘My God has a bigger dick than your God!’"
-George Carlin