Spotlight on green news & views: Baboon killer booted; surviving bad eco-appointees
|This is the 576th edition of the Spotlight on Green News & Views (previously known as the Green Diary Rescue). Here is the October 13 edition of the Spotlight. Inclusion of a story does not necessarily indicate my agreement with or endorsement of it.|
OUTSTANDING GREEN STORIES
Glaucous-winged gull carries a cockle that it will drop onto a nearby road to break the shells and get at the meat inside.
OceanDiver writes—Dawn Chorus: Who’s that Gull? “I love all the gulls. They are graceful, powerful, versatile, beautiful and intelligent. Gulls have a complex language and interact with other creatures extensively. Among the most adaptable birds out there, they have figured us out and made use of opportunities we humans didn’t intend to provide for them (think landfills, parks, fast food dumpsters, fishing boats, etc). That brings us into contact with them more than most birds, who prefer seeing us in their rear view mirror like most wildlife. A lot of people consider birds who one-up us as ‘pests’ or ‘sky rats’ although there are some of us who admire their clever behavior — it being an iota toward fairness considering the many things humans do to make life more difficult for them. Gulls’ versatility means they can soar smoothly but also turn on a dime, paddle efficiently but also walk. At home at sea but on land to some extent too, which is why it’s a misnomer to call them seagulls. Johnathan Livingston notwithstanding. But that’s not what this diary is about. Inspired by an encounter with some gulls I didn’t expect a couple of weeks ago, I want to share a brief primer on how to identify gulls. I mistook those gulls for another at first, and almost missed spending lots of time for the next few days enjoying their rare visit to the beach.”
ClimateDenierRoundup writes—Climate Feelings: Solstalgia and Do’ikayt, Grief and Anger: “We know nostalgia, the homesick longing borne of time or distance between where you are and where you feel most like yourself. But what happens when you don’t leave home, but your home leaves you? When the steady seasons begin to shift and reliable rains dry up or turn to deluge? How do you capture the feeling of this new abnormal? The answer may be ‘solastagia,’ a term coined in 2005 by philosopher Glenn Albrecht. It’s a nod to nostalgia while combining the concepts of solace (comfort in the face of stress) as well as desolation, with the Greek root of -algia, for pain and suffering. When the constants in our environmental lives can no longer be relied on, it feels as if our homes change and leave us, even though they don’t go anywhere. It is, in Albrecht’s words, ‘the pain experienced when … the place where one resides and that one loves is under immediate assault (physical desolation) … the erosion of the sense of belonging (identity) to a particular place and a feeling of distress (psychological desolation) about its transformation.’ In short, solastalgia is a form of homesickness one gets when one is still at ‘home’.”