Would I be chastised, crucified, ostracized, or [insert cool sounding rhyming word here] by everyone I know if I name my daughter Olive Ridley? I think it's a beautiful name.
Why is it that we need to forcibly prevent people from causing such harm? Things like this make me feel much less selfish than I normally consider myself. And much sadder than I normally am. But it's not all about me. Please read on: