Mankind isn’t nice to animals. Factually the introduction of man on the face of the world was the worst scenario possible for all the rest of fauna on the globe. It looks like the more people there are, the tougher life for animals becomes – generally speaking. Just ask chickens here or stray dogs on Bali.
The Netherlands with over 400 inhabitants per square kilometre is- apart from a score of small island-countries and city-states - the 4th most densely populated country in the world. That leaves hardly any space left for wildlife. Therefore we wiped them out. A number of birds, some fish and a few rabbits, foxes and squirrels – that’s about all which has remained in this very wet delta. Well, not quite actually. We can count in artificially created small national parks with a couple of wild horses, some scores of Heck cattle and a few hundred wild boars.
The Oerang Oetang and Sumatran Tiger may be jeopardised by human competition for space also. But the last wolf in the Netherlands was shot centuries ago already, the last beaver has been caught early twentieth century, the last salmon has been spotted forty odd years ago in the polluted river Rhine. Therefore we Dutch can’t have but a slightly twisted relation to fauna, I’m afraid. Which doesn’t mean the lowlands at the sea don’t abound with animals. Millions of them. Even a few exotic ones- in Zoos that is. There still is a wealth of free birds fortunately. Yet the bulk of Dutch animals stay at huge farms which are part of the very thriving export bio-industry: poultry, pigs and cows that will never see the daylight and which are packed in huge buildings.. The space they have often is hardly enough to move at all. They live their short miserable life only to be eaten. The circumstances of these ‘farms ‘are such there has been outbreaks of epidemic diseases which resulted in the mandatory destruction of hundreds of thousands or even millions of chickens, pigs, cows and only very recently, goats. The “Animal Party” is in Dutch parliament with two seats for a reason: someone has to protest the very often appalling conditions animals have to live in from their birth to the slaughterhouse .
On the other hand we have a considerable population of domesticated animals at our premises or even in our homes. Our pets- horses, cats, dogs, goldfish, whatever – usually live in unnatural luxury in an unnatural biotope. I plead guilty. When my children were still real children they wanted pets. So we bought a dog, Donna. And another dog, Skippy. And another one, Elwood – which was a bitch but baptised “Elwood” because Britt, Gunnar and Ingmar loved the Elwood character from the Blues Brothers. Yes that’s twisted too, be it in a rather innocent way, I guess. I hope.
So as a Dutchman and father I have to plead guilty of abuse of animals. I’m about the last person in the position to criticize people at the other end of the world for the way they deal with our non-human fellow creatures . I want to refrain from that. Yet I have to work off my feelings. Because I actually felt a pang of pain when I heard about the fate of dogs on Bali. I know the Island depends on tourism. It stands to reason that after oblivion gradually has neutralized the bomb blasts, every effort should be made to maintain a spotless image. The approximately 550.00 dogs on one of the most beautiful holiday destinations in the world should not ruin that. That I can understand. Especially since the majority of them are stray dogs.
Yet till recently they were no serious problem, though the Bali governor seems to think otherwise . But now they have the bad luck of living in times of rabies. And that is a pain in the ass for the crucial tourist industry. But even more so for the dogs, because it offers the authorities a convincing opportunity to act. The 200.000 privileged animals that have been vaccinated need not fear. And the 100.000+ suckers which have been killed already need not fear any more. But definitely the odd 250000 which are still at large are under the threat of efforts by the authorities to stamp out the dangerous disease by eliminating them. They are in great jeopardy. Almost a quarter of a million live with a death sentence hanging over their sorry heads, irrespective whether they suffer from rabies or not. It’s exactly the way Dutch authorities dealt with their chickens, cows, pigs and goats – large scale killings. They are not being treated as living creatures but as things, as commodities.
There is strong local and even International opposition to the present Bali solution in relation to rabies. A more subtle handling and vaccination seems to be so much more appropriate. And better for Bali’s international PR. Though I have to grant governor Made Mangku Pastika that he perhaps lacks the money may for real alternatives.
On second thought.. Lack of money…? Bali?
One of the contenders in 2014 presidential elections probably will be Golkar’s leader Bakrie. Let’s hope a sensible, overwhelming, majority by then still will remember:
The report is from last February. But unfortunately still topical.
Navel-staring is an inactivity I try to avoid. Not always successfully.
Take for instance the moment I heard a young philosopher talk about tolerance yesterday. I guess tolerance is what all sensible people consider to be a social and individual virtue. In this frame the young philosopher mentioned his famous predecessor Voltaire and the quote sometimes attributed to him: “I detest your opinions, but I will fight to the death in defence of your right to express them”. So according to them tolerance is not just ignoring unwelcome opinions. It essentially means actively promoting the right of morally, politically or socially incorrect or even appalling ideas to be discussed in the public domain. It asks for serious resilience and stamina as well as a strong stomach in the face of the inconvenient .
The picture above shows the distribution of freedom of press ( or lack of it) in the world. Green indicates “free”, yellow – the colour covering the archipelago- indicates “partly free” and the rest lacks freedom at all.
This blogger is a correspondent in Jakarta for ( amongst others) Dutch magazines and papers I rarely buy because they are not quite my cup of tea. I can do without infotainment and gutter journalism. But he did one of his traineeships as a journalist at Tempo – a paper to which I definitely would subscribe if I lived in Indonesia. Last month he wrote an entry about this magazine-newspaper. More particularly he mentioned the bold cover-stories and what came out of it last July when three Molotov-cocktails were thrown at their office. A telling incident, though not as worrying as the very sad news about the killings lately of three reporters being busy doing their job of professionally reporting on inconvenient realities – one in Kalimantan, one in Papua and another one in Maluku.
If (When) I visit Indonesia next year I will make sure to pay a visit to Kommunitas Utan Kayu. Going by it’s site it’s a cultural enclave dedicated to film, literature, theatre, graphic arts and intellectual discourse on a national and international scale.
These weeks of Ramadhan a series of lectures titled “Islam in the eyes of Voltaire, Goethe and Soekarno” is on it’s agenda. Yesterday Ida Sudari Hussein spoke about Voltaire and Islam, next week, the 28th of August Dewi Candaningrum’s subject will be Goethe and Islam and on Saturday the 4th of September Goenawan Mohamad will lecture about “Soekarno and Islam“. Especially this last one seems to be of interest. It will deal with the special way President Soekarno integrated religion and the interests of the secular state. I guess this is an extremely relevant topic. Because there is no denying that over the last twelve years Islam has become an increasingly influential factor in the secular state which Indonesia is.