Mustangs Rule
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Thank you for your post and asking an important question.What ur saying is sad, no doubt
But Wtz ur answer…..human population control…..human culling?
The answer is just what I do my best to offer here on HT, education. I was very lucky. I was in the right time and right place. I was a poor farmboy who loved the outdoors and was able to catch a window.
It cost me $200 total for four years of tuition at a state college to earn a degree in biology. All thanks to President Dwight D, Eisenhower. In 1958 he created the National Emergency Education Act.
Among many other things, the science of wildlife biology really took off. I do not know how much time I have left on this planet, but whatever I do have I will spend being an advocate for wildlife biology.
During the late 50's, 60's and 70's we began learning so much about how the natural world worked and produced a army wildlife speicalists. Many of which, like myself, are life long hunters.
As best as I can I try and undo the false narrative that has been spread by the various interest groups, predator control being one of them. Is there a place for it, absolutely yes. Has it gone completly out of control, absoluyely yes, IMHO.
About ten years ago a close friend in Wyoming wanted to show me something.
He took me to a fenceline. On one side was puplic land. Pretty much grazed to dirt by cattle. On the other side it was huge chunck of private land and had as much as possible been restored. A few cattle were there, but mainly it was now a place for wildlife.
It was like a paradise. Natural feed was everywhere, the land was rich and nutricious, game animals were everywhere, large and small and there was not a hint of predetor control.
On another trip I was driving and camping around the southwest. There are these isolated mountain ranges that rise right up out of the desert called "Sky Islands".
One had the entire top protected as a rare grouse habitat. No cattle grazing was allowed. It was beautiful, green, lush even. The grouse flushed, the deer bounced around everywhere. It was hunters paradise. And hunting was totally allowed,
All around it the public land was grazed to dust.