bsumner
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I will simply state that, in my opinion, the Japanese behave barbarically when it comes to whale and dolphin slaughter.
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It's OK to believe this in Hawaii, but don't try it in the Rockies.
Don't startle them.
Don't get between them and the cubs.
Don't even be anywhere around them when they come out of hibernation.
Read Grizzly Maze. It's about a guy who believed as you do.
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I think the thing that most Americans don't comprehend about Japanese whale research is that it's aims are nothing like that of most other countries whale research. It is real research, but that research is intended to prove that whale stocks are adequate for renewed commercial whaling. Part of the reason for taking up to 1000 whales a year is for evidence that this, (and more), is a sustainable harvest. When they measure the stomach contents, etc... it's all intended to show the health of the population, their food stocks, etc... with the eventual aim of resuming commercial whaling.
When we think of whale research we tend to think of naturalists and marine biologists working on research grants. The Japanese researchers are more akin to scientists employed by private industry to bring a product to market.
I grew up in the Rockies.
My family lived for an entire summer at the West Yellowstone KOA Campground. On Saturday nights it was a regular event to go to the West Yellowstone dump and watch the Grizzlies dig through the trash. Dozens of cars in a semi-circle with high beams on. Do you remember how the Flintstones went to the drive-in and put the kids on the roof; I've sat on the roof eating popcorn like many other kids.
I've also been on a solo dive when a Tiger Shark cruised by. I went towards it with my camera outstretched. It evidently thought I was protecting my octopus photo subject and turned to flee.
I have worked around the Arctic Circle as a Oil and Gas exploration surveyor up to "break up." I have stood within yards of dens where you could see the vapor puffs of the slumbering bear's breath coming out the vent holes. Girls were not allowed on that job due fears the menstrual cycle would wake them, but the native women were in the bush regularly; Exxon may have been a little clueless. I have taken photos of Griz tracks near the slightly unfrozen streams on our path.
Did you know that after hibernation a bear needs to restart it digestive tract with a mostly vegitarian diet for quite some time. Meat is not on the diet when they just come out. Moose were the only animals that caused production delays on that job.
I've surveyed in the bush around the Chuitna River during the Silver Salmon run. I've looked in my instrument eyepiece to see my rodman's rod falling to the ground as he ran to the nearest big tree. We heard bears crashing through the bush every day but the yearling Golden Eagles and Moose were the only animals that scared most of us on that job. The no-see-um's were the only animals that actually hurt us.
I will jump into the water with any toothed whale when I get my chance!
This is ludicrous. Honestly, what scientist needs to take a sample of 1000 whales a year to ascertain whether a population is dwindling, or not. It's akin to harvesting Orange Roughy, or Toothfish to ascertain stocks. The quantitative science they do is purely a smokescreen for:
A. Keeping a sector of the fishing business from total collapse due to lack of interest
B. The illusion of scientific legitimacy
C. Being total dicks
What would truly be embarrassing is being a cetacean scientist and coming home to my wife and kid(s) at the end of the voyage and explaining what I did for a living. But then again - it wouldn't be too hard as you've already sold your soul off to the highest bidder a long time ago. Look em' square in the eye and tell em' how many guts you analyzed, carcasses you flensed and how many heart you lanced with your probe.
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No more ludicrous than killing millions of mice, rats, dogs and monkeys in the name of research. Whether or not you like or condone their methods, they are doing research. Personally, I find primate research more distasteful and the number of primates used in research in the US each year dwarfs the number of whales killed by all countries combined. I guess that makes us total dicks too, but of course that goes without saying since like Japan, the US is one of the only countries that continues to hunt whales and guess what, we have teams of researchers there to measure the same kinds of things the Japanese researchers do.
I grew up in the Rockies.
My family lived for an entire summer at the West Yellowstone KOA Campground. On Saturday nights it was a regular event to go to the West Yellowstone dump and watch the Grizzlies dig through the trash. Dozens of cars in a semi-circle with high beams on. Do you remember how the Flintstones went to the drive-in and put the kids on the roof; I've sat on the roof eating popcorn like many other kids.
I've also been on a solo dive when a Tiger Shark cruised by. I went towards it with my camera outstretched. It evidently thought I was protecting my octopus photo subject and turned to flee.
I have worked around the Arctic Circle as a Oil and Gas exploration surveyor up to "break up." I have stood within yards of dens where you could see the vapor puffs of the slumbering bear's breath coming out the vent holes. Girls were not allowed on that job due fears the menstrual cycle would wake them, but the native women were in the bush regularly; Exxon may have been a little clueless. I have taken photos of Griz tracks near the slightly unfrozen streams on our path.
Did you know that after hibernation a bear needs to restart it digestive tract with a mostly vegitarian diet for quite some time. Meat is not on the diet when they just come out. Moose were the only animals that caused production delays on that job.
I've surveyed in the bush around the Chuitna River during the Silver Salmon run. I've looked in my instrument eyepiece to see my rodman's rod falling to the ground as he ran to the nearest big tree. We heard bears crashing through the bush every day but the yearling Golden Eagles and Moose were the only animals that scared most of us on that job. The no-see-um's were the only animals that actually hurt us.
I will jump into the water with any toothed whale when I get my chance!