Why do we care more about animals than humans?

The killing of Cecil the Lion has captured widespread attention. Outrage is everywhere. I'm sad, too—and horrified. What kind of person would do such a thing?

It’s right to feel sorrow. But I find myself wondering why we so rarely hear about human deaths in Zimbabwe, or across Africa, or in much of the world. Maybe others, like me, would rather not know.

Why is that? Do we feel more empowered to protect animals than to face human suffering? Is it a way to shield ourselves from feeling helpless? Do we feel a special tenderness toward animals because they seem vulnerable and dependent? Is racism part of the equation? Or is something else at work?

I’d love to hear your thoughts. Please feel free to share in the comments.