La corrida de toros
was like nothing I have ever experienced. Anyone could probably guess that
considering we no longer live in a time in which animals are sacrificed in a
public gathering (That is always the word used in Spanish, sacrificar, to recognize meaningful loss). However, la corrida is
much more than a spectacle of the matador’s skill followed by a gory death.
The man was pulled from the ring and the performance
continued. The matador took hold of his red cape and sword and faced the bull
alone in the sandy circle. The crowd shushed again. The matador beautifully and
masterfully guided the bull with his cape, showcasing the animal’s strength and
power with each movement as much as his own bravery and grace.
Somehow this dance of death becomes greater than man versus
beast. Like poetry, it is at once so real and so unbelievable that the audience
is in awe of its beauty. At once, the drama honors the art of the matador and
the nature of the bull. This is no spectacle of sport; there are no venders
selling popcorn down the aisles, no member of the crowd is here to party. All
eyes are on the two masters of their instincts with upmost respect. “Olé,” chanted
by the crowd in acknowledgement of a skillful dance, comes from Allah as praise.
After these honorable minutes of interaction, the matador
calls once more to the bull, pulling his cape across the ground next to his
body and drives his sword into the back of the charging bull, an within moments
he dies. La corrida feels like a
thousand years in one evening. I felt every emotion I can name. I observed the
history of humankind in sequence with the expressions of modern humanity. I saw
death respected as a part of life and a crowd brave enough to honor an animal’s
sacrifice for the benefit of mankind.
This might seem an attempt to justify cruelty. It may be
impossible to believe otherwise without having such an experience or you may believe
otherwise regardless. Nonetheless, I have interpreted this procession as a
respectful acknowledgement of man’s place in the world. It is rational to
regard humankind as the highest group on the food chain or as the most valuable
species in nature; it would be difficult to argue otherwise if you are gaining
anything (meat, leather, labor) at the expense of an animal. Judy is a
vegetarian with two exceptions: she eats a type of pork because she loves it,
and she will eat bull because they are treated better and live longer than any
other animal raised for livestock. The idea of sacrifice that is so deeply
rooted in the history of humanity has value in that it forces us to acknowledge
the circles of life that are natural and inevitable as well as those which we
as intelligent beings have created.