tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post898422228849944538..comments2023-10-16T06:52:23.061-04:00Comments on Notes From The Outside: Passenger PigeonBrandonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12704525078859327898noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post-72391916045401541372011-12-23T20:22:37.451-05:002011-12-23T20:22:37.451-05:00Well, I forgot to spellcheck again, what else is n...Well, I forgot to spellcheck again, what else is new, eh? ;)<br /><br />Thanks for the book tip. I read and much enjoyed "The Word for World is Forest" so I may well like this one too.Brandonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12704525078859327898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post-89870023286834329342011-12-19T18:24:10.516-05:002011-12-19T18:24:10.516-05:00Thsi post seems to spur oblique thinking.
1. I lo...Thsi post seems to spur oblique thinking.<br /><br />1. I love sarenghetti and meatballs...(it's Serengeti), but I am wondering, what is a dry marsh?<br /><br />2. I don't know why this popped into my mind just now, but have you ever read Ursula K Le Guin's "The Left Hand of Darkness." I think you might like it. I read it years ago, and have a sudden urge to revisit it.<br /><br />http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Left_Hand_of_Darknessbaroness radonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14593108634484542286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post-58611386574893945882011-12-18T19:30:28.723-05:002011-12-18T19:30:28.723-05:00Thanks, Brandon. I added a link to you in my blog ...Thanks, Brandon. I added a link to you in my blog list, too.delflghttp://del.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post-37170314934500955182011-12-18T12:20:09.362-05:002011-12-18T12:20:09.362-05:00Consider me a kindred spirit, brother. I wrote a p...Consider me a kindred spirit, brother. I wrote a post sort of along the lines here, you may be interested:<br /><br /><a href="http://notesoutside.blogspot.com/2011/01/conservation-chaos.html" rel="nofollow"> http://notesoutside.blogspot.com/2011/01/conservation-chaos.html</a><br /><br />Thanks for stopping by, Del. I've decided to add you to my link list, I love your photos and reflections on them.Brandonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12704525078859327898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3810514527237098008.post-87546328734150931512011-12-18T11:42:47.952-05:002011-12-18T11:42:47.952-05:00Hi Brandon. This is only obliquely related to your...Hi Brandon. This is only obliquely related to your post, but I've been thinking a lot these days about mexican gray wolves. A couple summers ago I lay awake in my tent in the wilderness of eastern Arizona and strained my ears for hours trying to hear them, something, a howl or yips, or any evidence at all, but there was nothing but the most awful silence imaginable. More than anything else, the deathly stillness of those woods drove home to me the point of how thoroughly we've managed to mess up this planet.<br /><br />Maybe it's nuts, and had I actually heard wolves I'd probably have shat my sleeping bag, but sometimes I feel like I was born about 150 years too late. What must it have been like to hear the bone-chilling sounds of real, wild wolves howling through those mountains? To know that on the other side of the ridge there were animals wild and dangerous and free and that, had they wanted to, they might kill you? It must've really been something - scary, but really something, one of those things that would've let you know deep in your gut that you were alive. That experience was stolen from me (us) by some self-righteous ranchers and government thugs a hundred years ago. Because of those men we will never know that experience, what it felt like, to decide for ourselves on the value of those animals. And that really pisses me off.<br /><br />Anyway, getting sort of back to the Passenger Pigeon and clones and remaking species and hubris: There are efforts to reintroduce zoo-raised mexican wolves back into the wilds of eastern Arizona, but modern day ranchers vehemently oppose every move and the few animals that were released barely know how to behave as wolves. Recently one lonely female who couldn't find a wolf mate was shot because she tried to breed with domestic dogs. Their "packs" are just a handful of individuals, penned in on all sides by roads and towns and ranchers with guns waiting for them to step out of bounds or take one of their cows so they can shoot them. And they all wear radio collars that beep out their exact positions to wildlife biologists and sometimes even poachers who use the signals to find the wolves. Where's the "wild" in that? It's just about the saddest thing I've ever heard…delflghttp://del.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.com