Farley and the Fauna. I believe

I have to admit that lately I've been thinking about life and longevity for us humans of the planet. When  I read a book like Farley Mowetts' "Sea of Slaughter", I get all worked  up. It's not the peoples' quest for a good life that bothers me... It's the rape and servitude of anything in abundance that brings me to my knees.
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Our so-called higher calling is the bane of our own existence. If we persist in capitalizing (where did that come from) on everything that comes our way, we'll be in short supply of all things soon enough. We have a penchant for gobbling up anything that sits still. And with the advent of the gun and rifle, most living things seem to be sitting still, except on occasion where we'll kill each other for no apparent reason. Then we're told to understand by way of the news media. They talk about bravery and sacrifice. They may even support new controls. Perhaps they'll make a reference to other older crimes or injustices.

Society seems to be sick. Perhaps we're sick of each other, too many rats in the cage,  so to speak, and I can understand that. Perhaps even agree with that. Have you attended to a concert lately that doesn't have reserved seating? Look out and then understand what I'm saying.


The bottom line is this. When you give something to a human being, or they take it, as it may be, it can never be taken back. We don't work that way. We want, then get, and then want more. That's just the way we're wired.
I once read a story of the Blue Mountains in the States where a legal restriction had been placed on hunting Black Bears because they where close to zero in population in that area. The consensus with the public was that if a family had it in their lineage that they hunted black bears, then they shouldn't be prohibited from hunting these bears, even if they were the last ones or possibly the last one.

Long live the bear.
Lose so-called heritage.



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