Looks like the chickens have come home to roost, whatever that means. I mourn the loss of so many of my own beliefs and convictions. Any faith that I invested in mankind has been frayed, slowly, over time.
Animals? Now, that's a different story. I find the argument over animals possessing souls ludicrous. By my definition, animals most certainly have souls. Animals communicate with me. Always have. If they're not communicating with you, I might suggest that you're not listening.
If this seems juvenile and simplistic, I'm not talking to you.