Please Don’t Eat the Aliens

Though they’re often seen as invaders, “alien” animals didn’t choose their current status or situation. Practically without exception, unwanted, unwelcome, “exotic” or “alien” animals were brought to this country by humans or followed some anthropogenic path (on a ship or along a freeway median), usually into some freshly human-degraded habitat.

In the case of the nutria, the now reviled aquatic rodent was brought into this country from South America to live as captives for the fur trade, after trappers had nearly decimated all the indigenous muskrat and beaver. How soon people forget history when they decide to label an animal a “pest” and call for their extermination when said species has successfully adapted to their new surroundings. Instead they use exotic species to justify the continued cruelty of trapping, snaring and sometimes gassing or poisoning.

One self-promoter even wrote a hip pro-hunting book called, “Eating Aliens,” in the vein of idiotic reality TV shows like “Duck Dynasty” or “Swamp People.” I’ve had more folks contact me to purchase the rights to use my nutria photos in their publications than any other species in my files, but I always end up having to turn them down after asking them what their article is going to be about.

I don’t allow my photos to be used in any publication that promotes lethal “control” of some poor animal who is a victim of human expansion. The producers of Swamp “People” found that out when I refused to let them use this nutria photo on their stupid show…

Text and Wildlife Photography ©Jim Robertson, 2013. All Rights Reserved

Text and Wildlife Photography ©Jim Robertson, 2013. All Rights Reserved

.00¢=the Value of Non-Endangered Non-Human Life

Some people who read yesterday’s blog post, The Fate of Human Decency is on Your Plate, may have thought, “What the heck, doesn’t this guy know there’s a big difference between the value of human, versus non-human life?”

That’s a good question; maybe I don’t. What is the value of a non-human animal’s life in this obsessively anthropocentric world?

It seems unless one’s species has been hunted to the edge of extinction, or is the property of some human being (the self-appointed masters of the Earth, and soon the Universe), the answer is .00¢—a big fat goose egg. And if they compete with any human endeavor, less than zero.

Meanwhile, if a human accidently dies because of someone else’s actions or behavior (hunting excluded) a person (hunters exempt) can be sued for millions of dollars. Now, I’m certainly not trying to diminish the monetary value of human life in any way, but maybe could share the wealth with our fellow Earthlings just a little bit.

 Text and Wildlife Photography ©Jim Robertson, 2013. All Rights Reserved


Text and Wildlife Photography ©Jim Robertson, 2013. All Rights Reserved

 

The Fate of Human Decency is on Your Plate

Well, I tried to hold true to my promise to swear off philosophizing, but I come across too many issues that need addressing to stay on that wagon for very long. The latest thing that got me thinking was a Facebook poster that read:

“I went to Subway today to get my favorite sandwich. The guy in front of me ordered a different sub. I was pissed because he didn’t get the same sub as me, even though it didn’t affect me in any way.
“This is what people sound like when they say gay marriage affects them.”

While I get it, and agree with the analogy in that context, I couldn’t help but think about the scenario in a literal sense. Ordering a Veggie Delite (hold the mayo and cheese) at Subway, I find myself getting pissed if the guy in front of me is ordering a Cold-Cut Combo sub. Not because it directly affects me, but because of the multitudes of sentient animals who endure miserable lives and horrible deaths to appease such hedonistic humans’ thirst for blood (and flesh and tissue and animal fat, etc.).

The sacred right to personal choice should be limited by the rights and interests of others. It’s not like I care whether someone’s food choices are unhealthy—hell they can smoke, drink or overeat to their heart’s content—as long as no one else suffers for their actions. And factory-farmed animals being served at fast-food restaurants suffer unimaginable conditions. Enslaved for life, a pig raised for bacon or sausage has no semblance of the kind of existence nature intended. The same goes for cows confined on feed lots, and chickens or turkeys de-beaked and crowded into windowless barns.

On a related note, last night I watched the Spielberg flick, Lincoln, and had a similar thought: although it’s inspiring to see how far we’ve come as a country in terms of accepting racial equality, we still have a long way to go in applying the notion of “equal under the law” to all of our fellow Earthlings. In order for society to truly stop living off the backs of the enslaved, the concepts spelled out by Thaddeus Stevens in the 13th amendment—that though all are not always equal in all things, they should be treated equally under the law—must apply to both human and non-human animals alike.

Just some food for thought next time you feel entitled to a meat-lover’s combo submarine sandwich. Every time you order from Subway, the “fate of human decency” is in your hands.

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