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Deer culture

For one week out of the year, rural West Virginia returns to a bit of the old hunter-gatherer culture.

It is during this week that all anyone can talk about is deer.

The animals virtually ignored all year round, except for when one jumps in front of someone’s car or when a couple of them raid a vegetable garden.

The exception, of course, are those who consider themselves to be true deer stalkers, ones who go out on the first day of bow season and hunt every chance they get until the DNR closes muzzleloader season toward the end of the year. Those are the serious hunters– the ones whose freezers and quart jars are full of venison.

But they are not typical of the average person in the woods this week.

The average hunter has taken a week off of work. If his or her work is seasonal, then it’s all the better. (Note that I said “her.” Most deer hunters are men, but some women do partake of the hunt.)

This is a time to “get some big horns,” fill the freezer with some meat that so many people find unpalatable after eating it for a week, and get some use out the ATV’s and firearms.

It’s also a chance to reconnect with those parts of us that were meant to be doing this. The human species has spent most of its time on this planet as a predator. Our lives were once sustained by the flesh wild beasts, some of them much feller than a white-tailed deer. The human animal has removed himself from these realities. Deer hunting is that chance to return.

I’m sure very few people out in the woods think in these terms. In my part of the world, I’m sure there are more than a few creationists stalking the big bucks. My guess is they don’t know why they feel so complete when they go hunting, but we all know there are very real evolutionary reasons to why man hunts, even in this age of supermarkets and mass-produced meat.

I’m sure at little cafes throughout West Virginia this week, stories are being told: Stories about the monstrous cervids with skulls festooned with the finest rapiers and daggers ever fashioned by nature. Stories about impossible shots that sound impossible because they are. Stories about old guns and old friends and old dogs that illegally ran deer to the hunters’  guns.

And I’m sure that more than a few children and first-time hunters have fallen for the old “heat-seeking bullet” story.

I’m sure people are complaining about the deer kill being off during the opening day. Too hot, some will say.  Last winter killed a lot of deer, others will explain. Coyotes are killing too many deer, goes another theory. Not enough people hunting, the old-timers will lament.

For this one week,  the deer are important.

Those that die will most-likely be eaten, if not by the hunter, then by a poor family that cant afford beef at the grocery store.

Those that survive the annual harvest of flying bullets then must face the looming winter, but each deer killed during this week is one more that one be taking sustenance from one that survived.

And those that survive will live to see another rutting season and pass on their genes to another year’s fawns.

In this  yearly ritual, the people are fed, both in terms of spirit and food, and the deer are managed.

At the end of the week, the rifles and bullets will be put away.  The hunters will return to their more mundane existence.

But for that one week, we become a deer culture once again. During the Paleolithic and Neolithic, cultures developed that relied upon red deer for survival.  They managed the land to keep deer numbers healthy, for the deer provided them with meat, clothing, and antlers from which one could make weapons or festive ornaments. The red deer thrived because people valued them.

A century ago, the white-tailed deer was a very rare animal. Centuries of unscrupulous game management and then intense market hunting depleted their numbers.  it was only when more scientific management practices became commonplace that the white-tails returned.

Their numbers have continued to grow, largely because we have scientific management practices. These practices never would have been developed had the deer not been valued in some way. And that value is as a game animal.

It is not the basis of the entire economic system, so the hunters of today are only getting a little taste of those deer cultures that once existed. It is not even a taste.

It is just a little drop upon the tongue

But for this one week, they revel in that mere half taste. for in this atavistic ritual. they are taken back in time, in way however distorted with firearms and ATV’s, when the deer was our survival.

In the bleakness of November, they set out to gun for the buck.

They return to the deer cultures of yore for a week that fleets by like a twelve-point into the deep woods, where no one can make a clean shot.

His image distorted by brush, the deer is safe.

The bullets cannot get him.

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Blogging problems

The past day or so, every post I’ve put up has bunched up text.

Or It has crunched paragraphs together.

I have not touched the CSS at all, so I am waiting for WordPress to fix this glitch.

I have had this problem before.

So blogging may be light or picayune for a couple of days.

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The iguanas of the sea

I have some conflicting information about our mystery iguana.  It is an iguana from the Galapagos, but I found it looking for photos of hybrid iguanas.

According the site that this image came from, this iguana is a hybrid between a marine iguana and a Galapagos land iguana.

The commentators on this reptile forum disagree. It is nothing more than a juvenile marine iguana.

Such hybrids are known to exist. They have been well-documented on South Plaza Island, where the feeding ranges of the two species overlap. The two species interact more when El Niño forces the marine iguanas to forage inland– something they are very poorly adapted to do.

I remember seeing a hybrid from South Plaza on the Jeff Corwin Experience several years ago. Jeff Corwin sort of hyped it as a new evolutionary lineage for Galapagos iguanas. Unfortunately, the hybrids are sterile and are evolutionary dead ends.  They lead to nothing new.

The reason why El Niño forces marine iguanas out of their normal habitat is because the warm water associated with the phenomenon causes red algae to grow very well. It out-competes the green algae that the marine iguanas have evolved to eat.

To survive El Niño, Marine iguanas have another interesting adaptation: They shrink. The smaller size allows the to better utilize the more finite food resources. Smaller iguanas don’t need as much food. When the El Niño passes and the green algae returns to its normal lushness, the marine iguanas return to their normal size.

Not a bad adaptation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ted Kerasote’s website

Source.

Ted Kerasote’s website has been updated. Well, I got the e-mail a while ago, but I’m only now getting around to tell you about it.

He has a new book out about his new Labrador named Pukka.

 

The narrative is told from Pukka’s perspective, and the photos are stunning!

 

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention again that Merle’s Door is my favorite dog book. Not only do I love the story about a wild retriever living in the Wyoming wilderness, but I often reference the science in the book whenever I am looking into such diverse topics as dog domestication and dominance theory.


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It’s deer season

It’s the week of deer season in West Virginia. Opening day is today.

It’s s actually been deer season for a long time, but this is the one week out of the year in which one can shoot antlered deer with modern firearms.

We call it “buck season.”

I grew up in really rural West Virginia, and we used to get the whole week off. Supposedly, we got the whole week because Thanksgiving fell on the Thursday of that week, but that day was just incidental. We never called it “Thanksgiving break.”  We called it “Deer Season.”

The reason why these rural districts allow a whole week for Thanksgiving and deer season is really simple: Attendance rates will be way down.

However, I don’t know if this same situation exists today.  Very few people hunt– even in rural West Virginia.

At one time, a lot of hunting tourist would show up every year.  Many of them had good union jobs “up in Ohio,” but because their roots were in the hills of West Virginia, they would come back every year to venture into the bleak November woods to gun for a hillbilly buck.

But deer are bigger in nearby Ohio, which has a season not long after West Virginia. Most of those jobs aren’t there anymore, and people have moved to the Sun Belt– a long distance from the little deer camps in the hills.

One thing West Virginia did have over a lot of other areas was a very high density of deer.

Not this year. The past winter was very hard, and last fall’s mast crop was very poor. Lots of deer starved during the winter.

This year’s mast was almost over-productive, and the deer can stay deep in the woods around choice oak and hickory trees.

That means the hunting will not be as easy as it was in the past.

And people would rather hunting be easy, especially if they haven’t spent weeks scouting out where the big bucks have been hanging out.

But seven with all of these factors, there will be enough hunters in the woods this week to make things interesting for the deer. Of course, most just go out the first day, and if they get nothing, then the game turns from deer hunting to beer hunting– as is so immortalized in this song by Da Yoopers:

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The cultures of virtual immortality

Jock Richardson sought virtual immortality by breeding from Wiston Cap so many times.

In an insightful post at the Border Wars blog, Christopher Landauer discusses an important aspect of the dog culture. It does not matter what the aspect of the dog culture it is, but this aspect seems to be the main force that drives people into doing things that are a bit risky for the long-term viability of whatever strain is being produced:

Each hobbyist seeks immortality through the dogs he or she produces, and each hobbyist would like a little notoriety within the designated community.

These two forces are quite destructive. Take the culture of trial border collies, which celebrates Wiston Cap, even if over-using him as a stud had definite health and genetic diversity consequences:

Jock Richardson didn’t have a crisis of conscience after he cashed the 10th check for studding out Wiston Cap and he didn’t quit after the 100th check. He cashed over 388 such checks and Wiston Cap sired over 1,900 registered puppies. I assume that the only thing that stopped Wiston Cap from impregnating as many bitches as possible year round until his death was probably a venereal disease that made him sterile. At some point nature says ENOUGH long before human-kind figures this out. His progeny stopped abruptly several years before his death.

Wiston Cap wasn’t in the dark ages, he lived in the 1970s and his owner died only 10 years ago. Would we praise a repeat performance today or would we condemn it?

No one owns “the breed” and altruism doesn’t exist, so individual ego, self aggrandizement, and desire for immortality through fame trumps the greater good. People whose greatest accomplishment in life is in their dogs do exist and asking them to take their last bow before they have to be dragged kicking and screaming, or in most cases whimpering, from the spotlight, is unseemly. We don’t criticize these people, we put their dogs on our logos and name awards after them. We give them glowing obituaries and make sure that any mention of the breed includes at least one or two homages to their dog. Everyone seems to know that Wiston Cap carried the gene for a red coat color, but no one seems to know that he also carried CEA.

The culture at large rewards this sort of thinking. In the AKC, top producing studs are lauded, as if  a few studs producing as many offspring as possible is somehow good for the population genetics of these breeds.

The problem with dogs is deep within the systems in which these culture exist. They reward competitive values over good sense, and people live in a fantasy world in which the best way to win is to breed from the dogs who do win.  It is almost Lysenkoist to believe that one can breed show dogs or working dogs by breeding from an elite set of studs. Different genes interact with those of different dams, and those things that make those studs so special may not be expressed when bred with a particular dam.

And never mind the parts of the dog that are not inherited but have to be learned through careful training or developed through good nutrition and conditioning.

But even having a good Darwinian understanding of dogs doesn’t stop this very destructive part of the culture.

Dog culture simply is not collaborative enough to encourage the preservation of genetic diversity, and within every culture, there are always people who have nothing to do but pull out daggers against someone who does something they don’t like.

I’m sure they are in every part of society, but in dogs, it seems that it’s those people who wind up having the power, the ones who use bromides and harassment to keep things going their way, and the ones who stand in the way of reform.

Not all people in dogs are like this, and even within the leadership of various clubs, there are people who understand these problems and want to correct them.

To correct them, however, would cause a great shift in what people do in dogs. Landauer explains what this change in breeding ethics would have to look like:

It requires a breeding ethic in which you don’t only select just one offspring from a parent to carry on the legacy. This isn’t hard for males, but few females have more than one significant offspring. Popular sires have no problem creating multiple distributed copies of themselves in the gene pool, but it’s a rare female who has 10 registered children who all have sustained lines.

We don’t have to breed 10 puppies from each litter though, as long as we have breed a diversity of puppies in the past. If a sire and dam both came from litters where just a few of their brothers and sisters were bred, the genetic diversity from the grandparent dogs will be preserved in those cousin lines and the need to preserve those genes in this litter is greatly diminished.

This is why preserving genetic diversity is a community endeavor. No single breeder can accomplish this. No line of dogs can be a universal outcross. No one litter can by itself can capture enough of the genome.

But in most so many strains, breeders select only a handful of puppies as breeders. A few even sell the majority of their stock already spayed and neutered.

This, of course, allows the individual breeder to have a lot more power over his or her strain. It is good for virtual immortality.

It is terrible for genetic diversity, and if we actually wanted to work toward more genetically diverse dogs, breeders would do much more to encourage their puppy buyers to get into this.

And to allow those buyers a bit of freedom to be experimental with their breeding choice.

But that means that the breeder of the original dogs have to let go a bit, and that means less of a chance at virtual immortality within the designated dog culture.

Of course, one could get virtual immortality by encouraging people to increase genetic diversity within a chosen breed and help the long-term viability of the breed and of the species at large.

However, those virtues simply aren’t rewarded within the dog cultures.

But it’s high time they were.

If people actually understood the  looming crisis with MHC/DLA genes in domestic dogs, I don’t see how anyone could think that the current way of doing things is fine.

But then again, I’m an outsider.

Within the fancy and the trial cultures, denialism is the most important thing. Various biologists and geneticists who become part of these clubs seem to forget much of what they learned in school or what they say must be done to save various endangered species.

No one seems to understand that contrived genetic bottlenecks are no better than natural ones.

The former are superior because they are the ticket to fame and immortality within a cultural construct, and the latter are bad because they will kill endangered species.

But they are both bad.

It’s just that the former get reinforced within the human culture that we think they are good.

To solve these problems, we are either going to have to change the culture or start our own competing culture. The public seems to be receptive to changing things. People are skeptical about the various cultures already. We just have to provide something else– something more collaborative and science-based.

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Tigers could be extinct by 2022

It was announced today at the St. Petersburg “tiger summit” that only 3,200 tigers exist in the wild. Those that still exist are suffering from poaching and habitat destruction.

If those forces continue at the same pace, tigers will be extinct in the wild by 2022.

The summit was put together by Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Putin, who is something of a tiger enthusiast, and the World Bank.

The most interesting thing to come out of the summit thus far is that Russia has announced plans to work with China to set up a large transnational tiger preserve for their shared population of Amur tigers.

Things look bleak for the tiger. I don’t know if the efforts of this summit will be successful.

Most people don’t in the West don’t realize tigers are in this much trouble.

And considering how bad things are economically, I don’t think we’re going to invest that much in saving this animals.

After all, most people think tigers are fine. You can see them at just about any roadside zoo.

If only they knew that those mongrel tigers were of no use to the conservation to this species…

But that’s hard to explain.

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