To: Phil(bullrider) who wrote (9 ) 6/14/1998 3:16:00 PM From: Jane Hafker Respond to of 638
Bullrider, sorry I didn't get back to your interesting comment, and quite true, but my time here is really limited anymore to Sat's and Sun's and yesterday ended up working til 7:00. Today, of course is anxious anticipation of the JAZZ finally getting their seriously overdue reward. Anyway, totally agree on the worry part. O.K. Can you understand that worry and a sense of mourning are totally separate? The worry phase is past. I now mourn, and probably too openly. Usually only about loss in the animal kingdom. Rarely spend too much time worrying about us humans, even though I probably should spend more on us and less on the animals. Had the bad experience of reading the personal narrative of the killing of the very last Great Auk somewhere up on the Alaskan wilderness by a human mutant with too much money, and could afford to go there just to find it out standing stupidly and unawares on the beach like a silly little penguin would do, and because it was the last one alive, blew it away. He took the carcass and stuffed it, I suppose. If he hadn't, the eskimos would have gotten around to it anyway. Someone would have. But since it was a sinister deed done in the company of equally sinister companions, the man was not pounced upon by an angry crowd. In fact, he went back to England, I believe, or wherever and lived a long life. This narrative caused me, personally, great pain. Truth. Then in about 1980, there was a beautiful Snowy Owl found in upper CA on the coast. It was worn out and rested on a pole near the ocean for almost 3 days. Since they are so rare, no one wanted to bother it and cause it more harm, so people were leaving food nearby and observing this owl. For about three days this went on , people getting out of the car by the ocean to go see this beautiful creature who kept sitting on this one short pole, for reasons totally unknown. Then about the 3rd day the front page had a story about the 20 year old who went out and shot it off the pole. Why? It was there, like the chicken crossing the road, he just wanted to get to the other side, or something. He went to jail and the papers reported that he was beat up in jail by innates who didn't like his form of recreation any more than the rest of us did. At least it made me feel better. But if it had been the very last Snowy Owl, this mutant would have shot it, I have not doubt. There were 50 wild tigers in Punjab almost 3 years ago. As each tiger's pitiful parts become higher in price on the Asian market, each tiger is worth 50, 100, 1000 times the risk, and also worth the local "game wardens" not noticing the Tiger slaughterers. When one vaguely looks at the ritual elephant slaughters in Africa, it is exactly parallel to the erasing of the last of the Southern and Northern buffalo herds, in less than ten years. Do you know when Teddy Roosevelt stopped the killing of the very last buffalo in America, when no one had even vaguely considered keeping one or two as zoo inmates? 1906 and there were so few that I can't say how few, but I believe it was a group that could stand on a small lawn. Just so you know that I no longer worry. I would say more that I grieve. The worry part is over, and I do eat steak, and that grilled, and also used to roll in asbestos when I was little because I liked how it felt when you rolled up in it and made sure many billions of asbestos parts were thoroughly penetrating your skin cells. Also went to early high school in Paris, and they were so behind at that time they had roving X-ray vans for TB, and us bored kids, fried on walking around Paris with nothing to do but spend money or hang out at the Embassy cafeteria, would jump into the X-ray vans and have our bodies X-rayed. With probably 1940 equipment, I'm sure. I have to laugh. Sorry. Still am about the healthiest person I know.