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About cats, and animals

Here is a text found yesterday evening on Alain Lipietz’s Facebook page. Alain Lipietz was a Member of the European Parliament during twelve years. He was candidate in the presidential election of 2002. He is still a very active politician in his town and in his political movement EELV (Green Party). Those who like cats, and more widely animals, will be deeply interested.

” We have just buried our small pussy Miah. She died from old age. The vet had even given us some drops of morphine to administer to her. It wasn’t necessary.

She was used to settling down on my knees to watch TV. The day before yesterday she nestled against my thigh, her head buried under my buttock, and yesterday she was not even strong enough to do that. She put her head under a pillow and began to getting colder. I covered her with my pullover, after having moistened her mouth.

I am more and more perplexed in face of this contract of affection between different species. Miah was rather silly, while the other cats with whom I lived were very intelligent, pushing me at understanding more and more complex messages. Miah didn’t. She only knew how to mew, roar even to demand caresses, when I worked, when I washed the dishes, when my hands were busy doing something…

I tried to explain her that it is not like that that a female obtains what she wishes, nothing could be done. She had simply understood that I loathed bending so she climbed on the sofa to be at the level of my hand, which a sort of language a little more elaborate than those roarings.

But she compensated by retaining a head of lovely kitten. I had eventually given up explaining her that she didn’t do things right. I had agreed to be – here-for-carressing, as a duty of state.

And that’s what I have difficulty to understand. I read books, articles on animal intelligence, the “Theory of mind” and now on the intelligence of plants and vegetable sensibility. Never anything on affection (except on learning of monkeys’ maternal tenderness) in particular between different species.

What do pussies expect from us? Why do we have to accept with patience their requirements? Why watching over them in their agony? As a metaphor of our being-for-death? What will remain of us is not our books, the time we spent acting for the Planet, but the concrete tenderness to our close friends, even if it is a ball of fluff that stretches her head out for caresses? “

On his blog Alain Lipietz had already published a text of reflection at the time of the death of his previous kitten.

http: // lipietz.net/Reflexions-sur-la-question-Chats

 

 

 

Let’s have a walk in the wood…

Hunting in progress

Walking in the woods without being afraid of being shot

Following a new hunting accident, which cost the life to a British cyclist in a forest in Haute-Savoie, a French MP suggests forbidding the use of mountain bikes in the woods during the hunting season. And that is not a joke! A few days later, Frédéric Habasque, a young surfer, says that as he was walking quietly with a friend near a beach in Finistère (Brittany), they both heard an enormous shot with noise of lead shot falling nearby. They stretched out immediately on the ground for protection. Having got up, they saw two hunters, in combat gear and orange safety vests, apparently surprised, leaving without a word of apology in spite of the anger of two young surfers.

Since 2000, hunting has wounded 3050 people and caused 403 deaths in France.

In France, 15 million walkers, more than 20 million cyclists, countless walkers, pickers of mushrooms, school parties, naturalists, artists, photographers, sportsmen, are an overwhelming majority compared to some 1,2 million hunters in France. It would thus be those tens million French people that should abstain from walking in the woods during four months so that the minority of hunters can continue to kill animals. The answers on social networks did not miss to raise the nonsense of this situation. A person whose car had been hit two days earlier by another stray bullet on the A2 motorway, suggested that we close motorways during four months!

Our” MP was not bright enough to suggest days without hunting, as in most European countries. In Switzerland, in the canton of Neuchâtel, three days per week without hunting, including Sunday; in the canton of Geneva, no hunting at all, all year long. In Great Britain and in the Netherlands, no hunting on Sundays. In Spain, two or three days of hunting a week according to provinces. In Portugal, hunting is authorized only on Thursdays and Sundays. That allows the majority of the population to enjoy nature without being afraid of being victims of accidents.

In the current situation, the influence of hunters extends over the enjoyment of these natural spaces, over the safety of those who wish to enjoy it, on the ecological sustainability of these spaces and the species which populate them, and finally on the governmental authorities. As Marc Giraud explains in his excellent work How to walk in wood without being shot at: The over-representation of hunters in the bodies consulted before the publication of laws testifies of this absence of democracy.”

Every year, more than 200 million cartridges are shot in the French countryside, the quarter during trapshootings and the rest while hunting. With a dangerous range of three kilometers, stray bullets frighten hunters themselves. We count on average 150 to 200 wounded persons and about twenty deaths a year.

On public ways, hunters in action often ask walkers to go away by security measure. They put up signs such as Caution! Hunting in progress, however these have no legal value to forbid access. Thus you can pass – at your own risk. Citizens who would put panels of the kind, Caution! Families walking, Photos being taken or Ornithological observations in progress, would hardly risk to be the laughing stock of hunters, or worse.

Hunting would be “A necessity for environment?, as number of hunters assert it, putting forward the proliferation of the wild boars and deer. Many other actions, less violent, could be taken like the sterilization of the dominant males which assure the major part of the reproduction. Furthermore, in a really natural environment, rich in biodiversity, the balance between preys and predators stabilizes at optimal levels of density with no necessity to intervene. In 1974, the ban on hunting in the canton of Geneva was approved by referendum by 72 % of the population. In spite of the cries of alarm of hunters, everything went on well: today, the fauna of the canton has found its wealth and its diversity, very appreciated by the walkers. Wild boars did not invade the agricultural grounds and their population regulated by itself.

Recently, on the central square of a small village where I stayed, on a Sunday morning a 5 or 6-year-old child passed near a group of hunters, their rifles on the shoulders. He questioned his mother about the intentions of these gentlemen. Then, he approached them and asked them with a genuine curiosity: Then, you are going to kill?” An embarrassed silence was the only answer. According to a survey on their motivations, hunters do not quote the search for food, but the contact with nature (99%), being with friends (93%) and the maintenance of territories (89%). Praiseworthy purposes who require by no means the killing of animals.

Questioned one day about hunting, the naturalist and explorer Théodore Monod, had answered: “That prehistoric men needed to kill animals, it is obvious. At present, Eskimos kill seals, bushmen giraffes, it is necessary for them. They do not have the choice. But somewhere else, it is totally anachronistic. We do not go hunting for defense or for food any more. We go hunting to have fun.”

Nevertheless, twenty useless deaths every year is fun for nobody. These accidents are certainly not fun for the twenty million people who hesitate before going to walk in the woods during the periods of hunting. In such a context, the concessions recently given to hunters by the French government seem not only anachronistic, but strangely lacking discernment and consideration for the fate of animals and citizens.

By Matthieu Ricard October 23rd, 2018

(Matthieu Ricard has a blog in English. But he only published this text in French on the French version of the blog. Therefore that quick translation by Frimousse’s Master)

Matthieu Ricard’s blog: https://www.matthieuricard.org/en/blog