Me and all the sexy bitches are excited to celebrate the anniversary of the moon landing
On this day, July 20th 1969, man first set foot on another world.
Happy Moon Landing Eve! Remember to leave out milk and cookies for Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong, and don’t let Michael Collins convince you to prank NASA!
July 20th is Moon Landing Day, make sure you leave out milk and cookies for the moon!
The Tumblr/Twitter urge to describe extremely difficult moral actions as the easiest thing in the universe to do.
We’re allowed to acknowledge that attempting to fight personal failings and entrenched systematic issues is, like, extremely difficult to do. They’re worth it, of course, but that doesn’t make them easy. I think everyone should keep that in mind, “Is this hard to change? Sure, but it would still be worth the effort.”
A frustrating part of the mainstream vegan “love all animals and protect the environment” mindset is the fact that things need to die
in real-life ecology
all the time but deer hunting season makes icky feelings
and carp culls aren’t cottagecore
The vegan “any animal death ever is morally wrong” mindset doesn’t hold up when:
We don’t have any of the large predators we used to (black bears, mountain lions, or gray wolves) but still retain large deer populations. If nothing is removing animals, they’ll quickly overload the carrying capacity of the environment and have massive losses to starvation and disease that can also pass on to livestock. Human hunters replace the large predators that our landscape can no longer support.
It’s kinder to euthanize an un-releasable hawk rather than try to find it a permanent home with humans. Wildlife rehabs have extremely limited space and resources and are usually run entirely on donated money and volunteer time. Only a few are large and stable enough to care for permanent residents long-term, and those spots are few and far between.
An invasive species poses a danger to threatened native wildlife. I will admit- Australian possums are adorable. But not in New Zealand, where they’re an invasive species that eats the eggs of ground-dwelling birds that previously had no such predators. The landowners I worked with replanting native bush, all native Maori, had no qualms about setting the dogs on them.
I don’t know how to end this except. Sometimes things just gotta die and acting otherwise just isn’t a realistic expectation.
Highlights from the notes over the past 6 months include a lot of angry vegans saying “you’re blowing things out of proportion, no vegans actually think like this!” and a lot of people who work in conservation and education saying “Every day. I have to fight people who think like this.”
As a bonus this post was originally inspired by the vegan who called me racist for saying we should kill invasive species
