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Dog of Randall the jeweller, ca. 1875
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maybe the single funniest twitter comment I've ever seen
When I was in vet school I went to this one lecture that I will never forget. Various clubs would have different guest lecturers come in to talk about relevant topics and since I was in the Wildlife Disease Association club I naturally attended all the wildlife and conservation discussions. Well on this particular occasion, the speakers started off telling us they had been working on a project involving the conservation of lemurs in Madagascar. Lemurs exist only in Madagascar, and they are in real trouble; they’re considered the most endangered group of mammals on Earth. This team of veterinarians was initially assembled to address threats to lemur health and work on conservation solutions to try and save as many lemur species from extinction as possible. As they explored the most present dangers to lemurs they found that although habitat loss was the primary problem for these vulnerable animals, predation by humans was a significant cause of losses as well. The vets realized it was crucial for the hunting of lemurs by native people to stop, but of course this is not so simple a problem.
The local Malagasy people are dealing with extreme poverty and food insecurity, with nearly half of children under five years old suffering from chronic malnutrition. The local people have always subsisted on hunting wildlife for food, and as Madagascar’s wildlife population declines, the people who rely on so-called bushmeat to survive are struggling more and more. People are literally starving.
Our conservation team thought about this a lot. They had initially intended to focus efforts on education but came to understand that this is not an issue arising from a lack of knowledge. For these people it is a question of survival. It doesn’t matter how many times a foreigner tells you not to eat an animal you’ve hunted your entire life, if your child is starving you are going to do everything in your power to keep your family alive.
So the vets changed course. Rather than focus efforts on simply teaching people about lemurs, they decided to try and use veterinary medicine to reduce the underlying issue of food insecurity. They supposed that if a reliable protein source could be introduced for the people who needed it, the dependence on meat from wildlife would greatly decrease. So they got to work establishing new flocks of chickens in the most at-risk communities, and also initiated an aggressive vaccination program for Newcastle disease (an infectious illness of poultry that is of particular concern in this area). They worked with over 600 households to ensure appropriate husbandry and vaccination for every flock, and soon found these communities were being transformed by the introduction of a steady protein source. Families with a healthy flock of chickens were far less likely to hunt wild animals like lemurs, and fewer kids went hungry. Thats what we call a win-win situation.
This chicken vaccine program became just one small part of an amazing conservation outreach initiative in Madagascar that puts local people at the center of everything they do. Helping these vulnerable communities of people helps similarly vulnerable wildlife, always. If we go into a country guns-blazing with that fire for conservation in our hearts and a plan to save native animals, we simply cannot ignore the humans who live around them. Doing so is counterintuitive to creating an effective plan because whether we recognize it or not, humans and animals are inextricably linked in many ways. A true conservation success story is one that doesn’t leave needy humans in its wake, and that is why I think this particular story has stuck with me for so long.
(Source 1)
(Source 2- cool video exploring this initiative from some folks involved)
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Unfortunately, I don’t have citations, but I have heard about the same phenomenon through Nat Geo Live presentations in the Amazon and Serengeti. Most individuals who are poachers or use slash-and-burn farming are doing this out of survival, not ignorance or greed. They have families to feed and children who will starve if they don’t find food or money. As OP said, fixing the human suffering fixes the conservation issue and is a win-win, while preaching conservation to starving people does nothing.
But on top of that, you know who the most ardent conservationists are once security has been achieved? The people who had once been forced to poach or slash-and-burn to survive. You know who’s great at tracking down gorilla poachers? Ex-poachers. Who’s good at understanding and advocating for people forced to do these things to survive? Ex-poachers. Who can convince others to take a chance on finding a better way to survive? Same answer.
It is win-win-win. As ecologists, conservationists, and environmentalists we must get out of our ivory towers of knowledge, stop carrying them into the field, and remember humans are part of the ecosystem too. And that sustainable change will never happen if human needs aren’t addressed.
I also love this story about the arapaima in Brazil. They increased the population of this endangered giant fish literally a hundred times over- from 3,000 to 300,000- by ending the total ban on arapaima fishing and instead creating legal fishing organizations. The fishing organization members get trained on how do population counts and determine how many fish they can take while still leaving enough for the population to grow.
The former illegal fishers are now sought-after experts, because they know how to spot the arapaima and tell juveniles apart from adults. They get to keep practicing the fishing skills that were passed down to them. The actual process of fishing is easier because they can work together and don't have to sneak around. The profits are higher because they can sell the fish openly to restaurants and to the public. The fishing organization members make sure that other people in their communities don't fish illegally. And the numbers of arapaima keep going up and up, so there's plenty to go around even as more people join the fishing organizations.
If you click all the way through to the report from the conservation org that started the fishing organizations project, there are quotes from fishing organization members:
"We built a second house and I'm putting my oldest two kids through college on the money we get from fishing."
"Nowadays you have young people walking around with pockets full of cash saying "I got 6,000 from fishing this year!" It used to be you wouldn't even get 50 reais of pocket money."
"At the first harvest after we started the fishing organization, I saw full-grown arapaima for the first time, really big ones like they're supposed to be. Before, I had only heard about how big they could get. That's when I knew that our work was paying off and we could keep moving forward."
everyone wants something they don’t have
There are multiple chapters that are set in hospitals where the characters are attempting to recover from injuries that never fully heal. I must once again stress that my experience in WWI was perfectly normal.
There is a giant horrible mudplain full of unrecoverable and perfectly preserved dead bodies that the characters have to walk through in a land where the air is poisoned gas, and on a compLETELY UNRELATED NOTE: WWI WAS TOTALLY FINE AND NORMAL!!
Uh??? Tolkien did not claim that???
"One has indeed personally to come under the shadow of war to feel fully its oppression; but as the years go by it seems now often forgotten that to be caught in youth by 1914 was no less hideous an experience than to be involved in 1939 and the following years. By 1918, all but one of my close friends were dead."
He talked about how WWI affected his writing all the time, he was not in denial for how it affected??? Am I missing something????
https://www.tolkiensociety.org/blog/2017/09/tolkien-as-war-novelist-another-way-of-dealing-with-trauma-through-writing/
what Tolkien was adamant about, which has been confusing people for several decades now, is that he wasn't writing about World War Two
He was also very clear that he was not writing allegory. Now, some people are not very clear on what allegory means. "Allegory" and "symbols" are not the same thing. Allegory is a type of symbolism, but there are a lot of ways of doing symbolism that aren't allegory ... and a lot of people are kind of fuzzy on that. The way allegory is most commonly used in literary and religious analysis is that there is a direct, almost 1:1 correspondence between the literary figure and what it is standing in for.
So, for example, Pilgrim's Progress is an allegory of Christian salvation. It's sort of a novel? There are characters who do stuff? but also they are very one-dimensional. The main character is a guy named Christian--yes, really!--who is journeying from his hometown ("the city of destruction") to the Celestial City (heaven). There is not much subtlety to it. It is pretty much what it is. There is no slippage, no playing around with the theme, no places where the symbolism is ambiguous. John Bunyan, the author, is hitting you over the head every step of the way with the Meaning That You Are Supposed To Be Getting From The Story.
Not all allegories are that crude or simplistic; the Narnia books are also allegory for Christianity. They have a lot more subtlety to them and a lot more nuance, and there's a lot of stuff in there that isn't allegorical, but on the crucial matters there is still a 1:1 correspondence. Aslan is Jesus. He's not like Jesus, he's not a character that has some similarities to Jesus or takes themes from the stories of Jesus, he is Jesus.
Tolkien is not doing allegory. Tolkien is taking the material of his life--his faith, his experiences in WWI, his linguistic and historical knowledge, his favorite books--and using them as the building blocks of his story. The themes and imagery and symbols draw heavily from all of that, the characters and settings draw heavily from all of that, but they are too complex to be allegorical. There's a lot of symbolism! It's not allegory.
So, for example, let's take the Dead Marshes referenced above. Does the experience of walking through this muddy wasteland with corpses all around that are rotting but still look like people draw from Tolkien's WWI battlefield experience of dead bodies in the trenches? Of course it does! but there are also a lot of differences. These dead are not from the current war, they are from a previous one--they are a reminder of old conflicts, of the ways the systems and powers of the current war have not come out of nowhere, there is history here. There is meaning that is not drawn from the Somme. And they are also drawing from literary references Tolkien was familiar with--primarily William Morris. Modern readers don't get the references because we have generally not read The House of the Wolflings, but that doesn't mean that the references aren't there.
So people read Tolkien's insistence that he didn't write allegory, and take that to mean that he's saying there isn't symbolic and thematic references. And that isn't what he meant! And also, we focus so much on the thematic references to WWI and Christianity, and we miss most of the other references, which makes it seem like Tolkien's only drawing on WWI, when he's actually doing something more complex.
A tragic scene:
My turtle notices the blueberry I put out for him but in his excitement he drops it into his pond. He considers a recovery mission on his own, then turns to me for assistance instead.
Fear not- the berry was retrieved and the turtle was able to enjoy it as intended
there should be a term for characters you personally don't care about but you defend them anyways because the way people treat them is really uncomfortable. like ok this is a very middle-of-the-road character for me but the fandom's either been super misogynistic, racist, etc. about them or harassed innocent people who try to genuinely explore that character warts and all, and i find that more annoying than the actual character.
the term should by 'my client', like you're a lawyer defending your client that you are completely indifferent to but you are obligated by your job (or your morals) to defend
my general opinion on what people should be "allowed" to portray and what topics they should be "allowed" to explore in fiction is that you can make whatever art with whatever themes you want but i'm also allowed to think the way you handled it was tasteless and should've been done differently. my negative opinion on your handling of sensitive topics is the price of admission for publicly showcasing your work. this is not a pro-censorship stance because i am not The Government
this is getting really popular so i’d like to add the important caveat that your criticism of a work is no more unassailable than the work itself. just as one is entitled to be critical of something someone else is entitled to disagree with that criticism. i add this because some of you pretend to give a fuck about thoughtful analysis and then when someone points out flaws in your argument you declare that all criticisms are valid. this is untrue. the status of a hater is no more sacred than that of a liker. get off your high horse and engage in the thoughtful discussion you pretend to believe in or perish by my blade
my favorite underlying theme of maul shadow lord is denialism; the denialism not only of impulse, but denialism of our cast's new lived reality in the empire. this is undoubtedly, in my mind, one of the more deliberately written themes of this series as it is the heart of season one's core conflict, and that is because daki, almost verbatim, quotes blanche dubois in tennessee williams's a streetcar named desire.
for those unfamiliar with tennessee williams's works, one of his favorite avenues to explore character flaws was through illusion and delusion. blanche dubois, a well-to-do southern belle recently loses her family's inherited plantation to foreclosure, though the audience should understand in the changing shape of the modern world, belle reve is in truth lost to progress and modernity. blanche appears to us as a relic, entirely out of place and out of time in 1940s louisana. she cannot accept her newly lived reality, always stricken with panic at the "vulgarity" of the new world with its clamor and temptation. daki, of course, shares few superficial traits with blanche, but both remain suspended in time, unable to adapt, even going so far as to deny themselves not only their reality, but base needs, base impulses.
daki is a creature of habit and tradition. he is long-lived and has lived long. he cannot be anything but suspended in time, suspended in the stage of grief that denies reality. it is a loyalty to his culture, a devotion to himself, his identity as a jedi. his was a life and a trauma we, as humans, cannot fathom. but devon is not daki, and she cannot fathom his process for grief either. if daki is akin to blanche, devon is akin to the wingfield children in williams's the glass menagerie. tom wingfield is a warehouse worker, confined to a small apartment with his mother and sister whom he supports financially. his mother often recounts her past, much like blanche, from time immemorial, antiquated stories that feel more like fairytales they'd heard as children. expectedly, it drives both of her children to mania. tom escapes to art, while his sister, laura, escapes to her glass menagerie. both are fragile means to cope with their reality, both inside and outside the apartment. the new world is described as just as suffocating as their mother's bygone babbles:
"[...] one infused mass of automatism."
(i'll get to maul in a moment)
devon and daki are confined to living in sewers, to panhandling, to debasement common of... commoners in the wake of congested industrialization. this is not the future devon saw for herself. the empire robbed her of her clean air, her castle in the sky, her knighthood, her privilege. that fantasy is all it is now. because unlike her master, devon knows only an axial existence, her life caught between justice and injustice, peacetime and war, fantasy and reality. tom wingfield recounts to his sister an escape artist magician he saw who inspires his eventual escape from the apartment:
and let's speak of con artists because maul is not exempt from the williamsisms. when we are reintroduced to maul in this series, he is swallowed by memory. a spy droid, not dissimilar from the probe droid he employed in the phantom menace; a pair of dathomiri zabraks resembling his brothers; and a coterie of fractionally loyal mandalorians. it isn't until they are plucked one by one from his side that maul can operate unimpeded by his past. there is a line in scene one of the glass menagerie: this scene is a memory, and is therefore non-realistic. when the wingfield siblings are forced to face their lived reality, it came accompanying violence: tom's outburst shatters laura's glass figures, and the object of laura's interest, in his clumsiness, breaks her favorite of her menagerie: a lonely unicorn.
the last of its kind, with the ability to adapt.
[enter: devon]
after maul is maimed by the inquisitors, he recalls his own fractured past, all parts voiced entirely by sam witwer, all signaling to the audience, in williams's words, what funny tricks your memory plays. maul's denialism is unlike daki and devon's. maul is too shaped by tricks to not see the empire for what it really is, the tragedy lies in his inability to decode the precise reality of his trauma. and this is why maul is an expert con artist, because he was the stage magician's apprentice. he can continue to mouth palpatine's propaganda but shape it to deceive a young jedi cloistered in her own "2 by 4".
the season ends on an admission and its core conflict is resolved. devon declares to maul, to herself, that she is finally ready to confront reality and abandon the menagerie, the 2 by 4, belle reve. but the hairline crack in the glass cannot be sealed, the violence that came with her "emancipation" will continue to shape her reality like it shaped maul's. the questions i'm asking going into season two are: will devon go mad by her own proficiency to adapt, or will she invent for herself a new reality founded on illusion?
the lawsons are the civilian perspective. brander thinks he can outwit reality, continue operating unimpeded as not just a rogue law enforcement officer, but as a nominally present father. his ex-wife being an imperial loyalist is no accident. the writers are forcing conflict in brander's already volatile life by introducing "constancy" in the form of an imperial occupation. rylee misses his mother, he asks to be with her, the portrait of their family sits at brander's desk, in flames in their 2 by 4, but his father denies them both the reality of her position in their lives. she, for now, serves as a proxy for the empire, but she comes to rylee as a kind and grounding presence. she comes to brander as a reminder that the institution he serves cannot be divorced from the strongarm of the empire. its laws have always been an extension of theirs, just as drea is an extension of the lawsons.
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Cishet peoples' feelings is collateral damage at best
Buddy if "let allies attend and participate in pride" reads to you as "what if excluding them makes them feel bad :(" and not "Shit Is So Fucking Hard Right Now, We Are Going To Flood The Streets In So Much Unity And Love That Fuckers Think Twice Before Screwing With Any Of Us" then I'm not sure what to tell you
you know who’s gay? paul the real estate novelist who never had time for a wife and davey who’s still in the navy and probably will be for life
New headcannon: everyone in that song is gay except the Piano Man who has no idea he’s playing at a gay bar and the staff and regulars have a betting pool on how long he’ll take to finally figure it out. So far John is ahead.
“The manager gives me a smile ‘cause he knows that it’s me they’ve been coming to see” also implies that the Piano Man is possibly an incredibly attractive but oblivious himbo, and if you listen to the rest of it imagining that, this all fits a little too well.
this makes too much sense. Also, the full quote is “Now John at the bar is a friend of mine. He gets me my drinks for free. And he’s quick with a joke or to light up your smoke. But there’s someplace that he’d rather be” Yes, your bed, he wants to be on your bed honey, that’s not a joke, he is flirting with you.
Lighting another man’s cigarette is some old-school gay cruising.
Billy Joel actually addressed this interpretation!
You know, good on him for just rolling with it.
given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that
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the baseball crowd loves unexpected animals far more than the baseball game
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hi,my name is Normal About Characters and youcan always trust me to be normal about the cahracter
"she thinks this is bonding behavior" my friend this has BECOME your bonding behaviour
Happy Pride Month to those two women dancing together in the foreground of the boat scene in Godzilla (1954).
I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.
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