What is the best way to treat these aquatic cousins of the elephant, peaceful 1600 pound vegetarians, whose numbers are dwindling to level that those who care can recognise every known living individual by their 'distinctive markings'. Should we accept our responsibility and rescue a species close the edge of oblivion or should we chop them up with rotating blades? (You can probably guess which answer the human race has chosen.)
Living in the tidal waters of
Florida, manatees are shy, placid, and voracious, they are also one
of the most endangered species on the planet. Of course, they are
cheerfully ignorant of this fact, but painfully aware of its
cause - without exception manatees all have skegs from their
close encounters with powerboats. They are not stupid, they know to
avoid boats, but they are not speedy either, so they never get the
chance. (At 1600 pounds, don't expect anything more than a
gentle paddle. It is petrol power that creates
wakes .)
What would it matter if the world was without a
species of floating herbivore? Wouldn't it be better letting fat
Floridians plough in and out of all those coastal inlets in their
speed-boats pretending they are James Bond without having to worry
if they hit a submerged sea-cow?
It is obviously deplorable, but regrettably, I
cannot offer a good&good reason There can be no doubt that the
planets will still progress through heaven spinning obliviously,
even if we wipe out every large mammal that has lacked the
foresight to be an intensively farmed foodstuff. Nobody needs
tigers or rhinos, elephants or foxes. What have the rodents
ever done for us? Orang-utans can go hang. A lack of
llamas should not alarm us. The polar bear it is not a
productive member of society. What is the point of saving all
those whales if they haven't the gratitude to thanks us?
After all, that oft quoted, mis-translated,
antiquated tome of spurious, superstitious, anachronistic authority
starts by suggesting it's okay to carry right on as we have been
going...
"Then God said, let us
make a man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have
dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and
over the cattle and over all the earth, and over every creeping
thing that creepeth upon the earth."
(Genesis 1.26)
"And the fear of you and
the dread of you shall be upon every beast of the earth, and upon
every foul of the earth, upon all that moveth upon the earth, and
upon all the fishes of the sea; into your hand are they
delivered. 3. Every moving things that liveth shall be meat
for you; even as the green herb have I given you all
things."
(Genesis 9.2-3)
Of course, that was the old, old, olden days,
but if anything things got worse once that lovey-dovey
bearded hippie, God Jnr., suggested cannibalism or as he saw it
theophagy. And that is just Christendom,.don't get me started on the
dietary habits of the Japanese, or that hideous euphemism 'bushmeat'.
If it is a conundrum, it is not a particularly tricky one. A tiger skin rug is hideous, the same skin wrapped round a living, breathing tiger is beautiful. Whalesong is haunting, but it is the
unheeded cries of hunted and harpooned Minke that should give you
nightmares. Or Clive the manatee, who spends all day munching methodically
through the over-abuntant floating vegetation, with an occasional
barrel-roll to work up his appetite, when along comes Joe Outboard
in a mad hurry, the two meet briefly and with luck Clive loses a few chunks of blubber.
I could not advocate the
extremes of Jainism, for one thing, as JBS Haldane
noticed, there are more bugs than anyone could realistically want.
(Those people complaining about a lack of biodiversity
should be told to shake a tree in the rainforest very hard and
be expected to show nothing but delight at the many and
varied creatures that land in their hair or fall down
the backs of their shirts.) Besides which, in my time I have certainly eaten insects, rodents, cats, dogs, horses and a few molluscs, any aficionado of the late night kebab could hardly do otherwise.
But I solemly state here and now, I will never eat a whale, a rhino, a monkey, or a bat, and I will never go waterskiing in Florida.
Saturday, 5th August 2000
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