Unsurprisingly, yet quite tragically the greatest sadness that came from Cecil the Lion's death is the fickle, misguided, and short sighted collective rage that has now become the norm.
One would hope that such a tragedy would point out the bigger picture of Robert Mugabe's Zimbabwe. An administration notorious for creating a country with major human trafficking problems, extensive human rights abuses, including but not limited to torture, arrest, even murder. A decades old dictatorship filled with repression, oppression, and abuses that would make even Saddam blush. But even more specific to the welfare of animal rights: a major source of wildlife trafficking, illegal poaching, and hunting.
Instead, our collective rage was focused on how dare a rich white guy from America go to Africa and illegally kill Simba (sorry, Cecil).
The best one can hope for is that UN's adoption of a resolution to do something about wildlife trafficking will do something...except, that it's non binding, which means it's an utterly meaningless thing.
Is our outrage becoming increasingly fleeting? I think so. And the sad thing is that larger issues, real issues, are drowned out in the noise.