Birds
Went out on a walk today and saw what I believe was a raven. I have only seen one once before. Although their range includes my area, they don't tend to be around here. This one was hanging out on a power line squawking. It flew down a nearby street after I likely startled it by being too close, and wow, it was majestic.
My other story about birds is this: I am heartbroken about a story I read last night re: the penguins in Antarctica. Out of nearly 20,000 mating pairs of penguins, they had only two (2!) surviving chicks.
What the fuck! They say it's because the parents have to go so much farther to get food for their young because of the large amount of sea ice this season. But only two babies. They found starved babies and lots of eggs that never hatches, maybe because the parents had to leave them too long while searching for food.
I have a really hard time hearing about any animals suffering, especially if I think that humans are somehow to blame, and I definitely blame most everything wrong about today's world on humans. The hardest part of me is being one of them! Sure, I can complain that my country drops out of climate agreements and that it's people's greed that leads them to do things that have a hand in global warming. But when it's hot out, I turn my a/c on right away. I don't like sweating. If I really wanted to do my part in stopping the rate of global warming, I would have to make changes that affect my comfort level, and I'm apparently not willing to do that. I hate myself for that.
Then I rationalize ... well, at least I'm not ruining the world for any of my own children, since I chose to not have any. If others choose to have them, then it's their own fault if their kids suffer. What a horrible way to think, but it gets me through each day without being so depressed about the state of global affairs that I just end it all.
I hope some miracle could happen that would help that penguin colony have a better result with babies. Maybe the same couples will try again next year and have a lot more. I can only hope.
My other story about birds is this: I am heartbroken about a story I read last night re: the penguins in Antarctica. Out of nearly 20,000 mating pairs of penguins, they had only two (2!) surviving chicks.
What the fuck! They say it's because the parents have to go so much farther to get food for their young because of the large amount of sea ice this season. But only two babies. They found starved babies and lots of eggs that never hatches, maybe because the parents had to leave them too long while searching for food.
I have a really hard time hearing about any animals suffering, especially if I think that humans are somehow to blame, and I definitely blame most everything wrong about today's world on humans. The hardest part of me is being one of them! Sure, I can complain that my country drops out of climate agreements and that it's people's greed that leads them to do things that have a hand in global warming. But when it's hot out, I turn my a/c on right away. I don't like sweating. If I really wanted to do my part in stopping the rate of global warming, I would have to make changes that affect my comfort level, and I'm apparently not willing to do that. I hate myself for that.
Then I rationalize ... well, at least I'm not ruining the world for any of my own children, since I chose to not have any. If others choose to have them, then it's their own fault if their kids suffer. What a horrible way to think, but it gets me through each day without being so depressed about the state of global affairs that I just end it all.
I hope some miracle could happen that would help that penguin colony have a better result with babies. Maybe the same couples will try again next year and have a lot more. I can only hope.
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