I don’t know how well scientists can tell bodies of different
‘races’ apart. I think there is still some controversies about where some
ancient Americans come from, and like you said more and more of us are getting
mixed, so it will be even harder in the future and just be generally less used
as we progress into the future.
Aren’t coyotes loners like cats, except for lions? Are wolf packs
like elephants with the pack consisting of females and kids and the males
wandering off in their lone cowboy way?
Coyotes are somewhat common in Chicago. There was one that
wandered into a downtown convenience store a few years ago, although that did
create quite a stir. Since we assume that they are eating rats as well as
garbage, people are generally favorable to them. What was shocking was when a
full grown cougar showed up in a northside neighborhood not unlike our Gage Park
neighborhood, but more dense, a couple years ago. Unfortunately they had to
kill it. Damn, it looked so noble lying in that alley.
Ah, the noble lions, I used to watch them on the nature channels.
My cats got mad at me because I was always rooting for the wildebeests to get
away.
I have had some critter killing cats in my day. Back in my hippie
days my first cat must’ve learned hunting from her mom. We all lived in this
big house and she kept her first litter of kittens in my room, and one day we
were all sitting there smoking dope, and in comes Mama with a bird in her
mouth. Well she immediately got into that catch, let free, catch, let free
torture thing and encouraged her kittens to join in.
We just stared. The joint must have burnt somebody’s fingers. Do
we do the humanitarian thing and free the bird? Do we let nature take its
course and watch the bird die an agonizing death? It was all too heavy Man, we
just walked out without a word and reformed our circle in another room, and
didn’t speak of it.
The cat before these two, Annie, caught a few birds on the
balcony. I was able to rescue all but one, and that one I buried in one of my
pots and surely its body went into the tomatoes, so you see even up here where
people live stacked on top of each other and there is hardly a tree to be seen,
the great spirit still rules.
Mother nature is probably our white peoples’ version of the great
spirit. You generally see her wandering through flowery grasses with cartoon
birdies buzzing around her, and all the bigger animals watching her adoringly.
And look here she is fiddling with the legs of the deer so that they can run
faster, and all the deer smile until they look over and see that she is also
sharpening the teeth of the wolves, and maybe buying Beagles a better
rifle.
I did watch a Great Barrier Reef show lately. You have to admit
the sea is full of colorful incredible animals and here they are popping in and
out of their holes to the tune of comical music and you are thinking, my isn’t
this delightful, but then you realize everybody is eating everybody else, and
then when just a few of the bigger and stronger critters are left, here come the
sharks. Holy shit. Life on land is the same battle, but a lower slower, a
little more genteel. If it were WW II, the battle on land would be the western
front, and the battle in the sea would be the eastern front.
You know we humans have our faults, greed, cruelty for the hell of
it, mass murder, hypocrisy, deceit, etc etc. But when it comes to sheer 24/7
unending barbarity, you can’t beat mother nature.
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