The irony is: it seems the people who are the most adament on manipulating ecosystems in the name of conservation, and who declare themselves to have natures' best interests at heart, are usually the people who are the most disconnected from it.
Whereas, the people who live closest to nature, (and yes, perhaps the humble bushman does smell a little funny and lacks the ability to perform quantum physics on the fly) usually acknowledge the inherent qualities of every species. Including pests.
I've seen stoats and possums in the bush, and I do not recall becoming hot and flustered and hell-bent on killing them. I simply stood in one place and observed them. And regardless of the 'nature crimes' they've been accused of, even they are a thing of wonder and beauty.
An interesting idea to explore is: Do our feelings and perspectives towards nature differ when we're immersed in it V.S isolated entirely?
I wonder if native tribes in various parts of the world (who truly DEPEND on the integrity of the wild places they frequent) ever entertain the idea of purging certain species to benefit themselves, or if they simply adapt.
I'll have to do some reading on that.
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