Species Debacle brewing
Zoo Effect
The Vampires Cometh
By Stephen L. Wilmeth
The suggestion
that man made climate change is tipping the balance of nature is in line for
another high power jolt.
The slow,
but steady northward march through Mexico by vampire bats is expected to hit
Texas and Florida within three to ten years. Just wait until we start hearing
about that little soirée from the progressive pulp manufacturers of the mainstream
media. This may relegate the northward flight of the Africanized bees to bush
league status.
Remember
the blow by blow progress of the Afrikaners?
They were four miles from the
border, killing people, and carrying off babies for afternoon hive snacks. They
were 1.3 miles inside the border evicting victimized European honey bees with
ruthless abandon. They were four miles north of the border capturing slaves and
carting off good looking queens for evening conquests by the sinewy drones.
Why, it was a veritable minute by minute face book account of the collision of
two bee universes.
What was
missing were the calls from the victim hotlines to go easy on the illegals.
When it was their collective potuties that appeared to be endangered, the
progressives issued nary a single suggestion for empathy.
At that time, I was in California
contracting with commercial beekeepers. One of our providers had experience in
South America with the Afrikaners and he suggested we would grow to like them.
Contrary to hysteria, he said the Africanized bees were certainly aggressive,
but that aggression was reflected in working harder and flying longer.
“You just have to manage them,” he
continued. “Just like the South Americans who now deal with them on a permanent
basis.”
Nothing close to that message was
ever offered by the press, though. The fear factor was played to the hilt. The
question we can now ask is whether it was commercial dramatics or was their
real personal fear of the outcome. I will offer that it was the latter. When
their personal safety was involved, there was no politically correct lecture on
sensitivity.
“Kill those mongrels and kill them
dead!” was their demand.
The vampires cometh
The stakes may be higher this time.
The march north by the vampires is
tracked by livestock rabies cases. For those of us old enough to be exposed to
the horrors of Ol’ Yeller, we know
what rabies can mean. We went in looking forward to seeing another adventure in
the life of Lassie’s favorite cousin, but came out crying and being led off
into the dark by incredulous parents trying to convince themselves Disney had scored
again. What a great memory, eh? It is reminiscent to a visit to a WWII era
dentist who was seeking a backwoods place to end his career and where the booze
was cheap.
The commonality, though, runs deeper than 14
gauge 1½” needles. The bats use their razor sharp incisors to open a small
incision and then lick from the blood flow. Their saliva has an anticoagulant
and they will lap blood up to 20 minutes. Following a night of blood letting, evidence
to the layman will be dried blood on livestock or rabies if the bats are
infected.
Control is where the green
heartbreak commences.
The bats are fairly easy to capture
using mist nets on approaches to and over corralled livestock. They can then be
treated with a rodenticide which can be transported back to their running mates
for a wider kill ratio. It will be interesting to observe the complaints from
the biosocial justice crowd when the vampires start biting the dust. Will they
scream for illegal animal rights or will they seek to protect their collective
derrieres when the threat starts knocking on their doors. If history repeats,
it will be the latter.
“Kill those
mongrels and kill them dead!”
The Zoo Effect
The further this country departs
from a republic form of governance to rule by an environmental crazed hegemony,
the closer the electorate is subjected to what we must recognize as the Zoo
Effect. The phenomenon has always existed in a zoo setting whereby the sweaty
commoners gather, eat popcorn, and observe the exotic fauna. They take pictures
of their kids standing in front of exhibits and then finish their back to
nature trip by eating overpriced hotdogs at the nearby cement table. They swat
flies and remind each other how wonderful the thrills of nature are.
They load their cars and head off
into the electronic jungles to compete for their share of the pie. They text
and distribute their posed selfies to their comrades-in-cause and pledge to
unite in an ever expanding web of saving stuff. It adds to their pet Chihuahua
and subscription to a progressive rag for demonstration of caring about the
world.
It also adds to the voting block to
fund conservation causes and empower liberal bureaucrats and ensconced career
politicians. It is easy and it is painless. They can frolic and dance to their
great deeds.
That isn’t the case, though, with
the individual who faces the wrath. Those Mexican ranchers who now face the
vampires know the reality of the beast. To deal with adaptable arrivals that
seek prey that are not genetically robust to deal with their menace is a whole
different paradigm.
The Zoo Effect outcome is invariably
devastating.
North of the border, it isn’t the
natural spread of an adaptable nonresident that is disrupting communities. It
is the shortsighted reintroduction of an animal that simply doesn’t have the
genetic aptitude to survive under evolving, modern conditions. It is demonstrated
in the artificial reintroduction of the Mexican Gray wolf. The polarizing
impact and the real implications on the ground are catastrophic. Communities,
already at high risk, are floundering. In those rural settings, agriculture,
especially livestock operations, remains the only market driven industry aside
from recreational hunting and tourism. The hunting, established by long
standing tradition but now driven by growth in the recreational product
business, is finding itself competing head to head with the government’s pet
recovery effort. Two major alpha predators, man and wolves, are competing for a
prey base that simply isn’t large enough to support them both. The result is
the struggling livestock sector is the cupboard left standing to rob.
It is a terrible socio-economic
debacle that has long past eroded the customs and culture of an area that is
truly rich in natural resources, but garnered poor by the citizenry’s limited rights
to access them. In every aspect, it is becoming the aristocracy’s forest with
growing and conditional limits for the local citizenry. Under no circumstances
does it equate to the visions of the Founders who knew full well the oppression
holding them in bondage through the King’s reach.
In the modern version, though, the
propagandized supporters that have become the proxies for local support don’t
even live nearby. They reside far from battleground and do their part by supporting
the grand, contrived spectacle on the basis of democracy. Votes count even if
they are not real, but, rather, phantom votes through the actions of the
environmental crazed hegemony.
This view through the zoo prism is
rosy and void of vulnerability or responsibility. Unlike the locals who have to
face the wrath, there is no adverse impact to the nonresident advocates. That isn’t
the case for locals who face the ravages of the wolf, and it will not be the
case of any citizen in the path of the vampires.
When rabies cases start appearing
in safe and inoculated suburbia, watch for the squealing to commence.
Stephen
L. Wilmeth is a rancher from southern New Mexico. “Some modifier has to occur
to alter impact of the ESA. Politicians don’t have the will to do it without
something catastrophic. That may change with the vampires.”
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