by Stephen Capra
In America today we are witnessing the genocide of wildlife and the glorification of an ignorant class of sub-humans that devote their free time to the trapping and killing of some of the most beautiful creatures to grace our planet.
When one thinks of intelligence, grace and leadership, wolves come to mind. When that thought goes to community, interaction, sharing the prairie dog comes into focus. When its power and beauty, combined with curiosity, well then the grizzly is your species.
Yet today in our country, from helicopters to traps, from poison to contests designed to call in such innocence for cash and selfies we are witness to a new brand of slaughter. It is reminiscent of the days when Manifest Destiny was in full swing and our Great Plains were littered with bones and carcasses and the Native Americans were broken in spirt by the self-righteous, greed induced arrogance that was filling a nation.
It’s hard to understand the motivation that some have for killing coyotes and stacking them like cord-wood for photos, as though what they have done was something worthy of pride. It’s sickening to see images of wolves fresh with blood being held up by their assassin, always beaming with their sick pride.
It is easy in such times to forget that this disease -and I call it a disease- for what else can it be that allows one to slaughter such innocence? This disease seems to strike those in rural community’s more than urban dwellers. Like a cancer, it seems to have infected all Game and Fish Commissions across the country, its epicenter seems to have been an original infection to a cattle rancher that spread throughout the livestock industry. Certain Governors, county commissions and representatives across the nation have also succumbed to its infection.
But let’s remember, this sickness still has only infected less than 4% of people. The remainder is far stronger, far wiser and represents 96% of our nation. Why then is this cancer allowed to continue spreading? The answers are complex, mostly because they involve the false premise that livestock is important to our economy or that somehow such slaughter is part of our heritage and sacrosanct. In other words, while the world evolves somethings are allowed to remain static, because that brings a sense of respect to this 4%.
The gun industry naturally plays a role in all this and those that create the night goggles, the equipment designed to call-in coyotes or wolves, or those that manufacture the traps designed to torture beautiful creatures. The government does their part by allowing funding for the sadistic Wildlife Services.
While all this goes on we express outrage, anger, we write letters to officials that care some and do little. We ask Facebook to not post these gruesome images and those doing the killing mock us and call us babies and give us their rationale for slaughter.
If there truly is a hell, it belongs to those who kill or torture an innocent animal. In their memory we must find a way to justice. It begins by using our power to change the equation. What we are witnessing is an evolution of thinking. People are coming to understand that animals have soul, that they share affection, and that they feel pain. That transition for some is dealt with by denial. For some its rebellion, that plays out in torture and killing.
We all understand that this will change, but the clock is in our hands. If we want it to change in our lifetime, then it will require a tsunami of passion and commitment. The fact is, they are kindred animal brethren are worth our sacrifice, our effort, they are a gift to our lives.
Ignorance is always an obstacle to life. We have been blessed to see such ignorance torn down in race, gender, sexual preference and we know that it can be torn down for animals.
We must replace the cord-wood and the dead selfies with beauty and a the sense of love we all share with our wild friends that cannot speak for themselves, but ask us to simple share the planet and allow them to respectfully co-exist.
Let us all be the voice and the wheels of change, ignorance and hate have no place in the spirit of the wild.
The best way to stop the slaughter of wildlife, is to Disband the Game Commission. Consider donating to help this cause today!
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