kills all the birds in the yard

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“I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”

Sooner or later it would happen: strength would change into consciousness. The proles were immortal; you could not doubt it when you looked at that valiant figure in the yard. In the end their awakening would come. And until that happened, though it might be a thousand years, they would stay alive against all the odds, like birds, passing on from body to body the vitality which the Party did not share and could not kill.
—  George Orwell, 1984

anonymous asked:

how's Mr. Bibs? Is he missing Bill pretty bad too?

During the winter, Mr. Bibs becomes strictly an indoor cat and like hibernates all the time and is all snuggly ( as evidenced from all the pics I posted during the winter). However, once warmer weather starts rolling around, he is ALWAYS outside hunting. I can maybe coax him inside to eat some wetfood once every other day but then he wants back out immediately. He leaves “gifts” occasionally on the front step or in the yard, ranging from mice to a whole family of baby birds. But he has his own calling card- he always leaves his kill with the head sliced clean off. What he leaves as a “gift” for me is only a drop in the bucket compared to what he kills for himself, as I know for a fact he eats what kills regularly. We also took in a rescue kitten some time ago, and he is teaching her how to hunt (although, much to his frustration, she prefers to “play” with her subjects). So to answer your question, I’m sure he misses Bill, but he seems to be walking in his father’s footsteps.

trashcan-not-trashcannot  asked:

Do you have any pets?

Hahahahahahaahahhahahah where do I even start okay so we have 3 dogs shifu, Mollie, peanut, 3 gunei pigs, lily, tyrone, and taco, like 50 guppies and one bigger fish I named Gerald, a turtle named blastoise, and like 6 birds, we also used to have cars and bunnies and derbils(we got a boy and a girl but they did the do and we ended up with so many we didn’t even know how many we had until the dogs ended up killing a few so we had to give them away so they didn’t all die a horrible death ;^;) we had 3 star nosed moles(yeppio we did) a kitty and 2 other dogs by they all died we also used to have a duck for like a day when it came into our yard and decided it liked it there and some quails when they wandered into our yard and decided they liked it there too ;w;

Moral of the story I’ve Had so many pets I don’t even remember all of them which is sad ;^;

firephox  asked:

thought you were an eco friendly save the animals blog type thing, that's why I followed you. I disagree with the slaughtering of my brothers and sisters for headdresses. *Unfollows*

You must be under the misapprehension that taxidermy-themed art and environmentalism are antithetical to each other. Had you taken the time to ask me about the origin of the headdress that you’re so incensed over, this is what I might have told you:

I did not hunt this hide, and it certainly wasn’t killed for the express purpose of my artwork. It came from northern Canada; there, and in Alaska, there are people who hunt for a living, to include both indigenous and non-indigenous people. Because the weather is so cold there most of the year, there are fewer economic opportunities compared to further south. So one of the things people can do to pay for everything from heating oil to (often overpriced) food is to sell hides.

I have worked with hides and bones in my artwork for almost twenty years, and from the beginning I have done so as a way to treat them with better respect than being a trophy or status symbol. Everything receives a purification ritual according to my spiritual path. And, perhaps even more importantly, I donate a portion of the money from art sales to nonprofit organizations that benefit wildlife and their habitats, and I volunteer my time to clean up litter, plant native species and remove invasive ones, and participate in citizen science research.

You seem very attached to veganism as a morally superior path. I am not vegan for a variety of reasons, most notably health–my body does not do well on even a well-balanced vegetarian diet. So I try to buy free-range meat and sustainable fish when I’m able to afford it; I’ve even toured the ranch where my meat is raised (the cows don’t even go to a feedlot; they’re 100% pasture-fed.) I also have a spot down at the community garden, since I live in a small (more energy efficient) apartment, and I try to grow as much organic produce as I can, with the understanding that commercially grown produce–including the grains in your average veggie burger–are harvested with massive machines that crush and otherwise kill millions of wild animals every year, never mind all the chemical pesticides that poison even more insects, birds, mammals and others, and the chemical fertilizers that wash into the ocean, create dead zones, and destroy entire aquatic ecosystems in our already beleaguered oceans. The more food I can grow with my own hands, the better.

I try to balance out my impact in other ways–many of my art supplies are secondhand from thrift shops, yard sales and the like, including most of the leather and a lot of the fur. (I think I’m up to five or six 30-gallon storage tubs full of vintage fur coats.) When I cull my art supplies, I either sell them to other artists or I donate them to a local nonprofit arts organization.

And I’m trying to cut down on eco-unfriendly materials. I don’t use faux fur, for example, because it’s made of plastic. That plastic is made of oil, and we all know the impact petroleum has on the environment on a variety of levels. Worse, it doesn’t biodegrade–it just breaks down into tinier particles that get eaten by animals or end up in the giant soup of plastic in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

These are just a few of the ways I try to live a more eco-friendly life as an omnivore and a hide and bone artist. I thought I would share that with you, since you felt it was so important to tell me why you were unfollowing me. You can stay unfollowed; that’s your business. But I disagree with your assertion that I somehow can’t be an environmentalist who also works with natural materials.

Orwell Wasn’t Even Close

by  Saṃsāran

In George Orwell’s dystopian novel “1984″ the totalitarian state watched over its citizens with a TV which was two way and couldn’t be turned off and with various wire tapping devices and spies. When the book was written in 1949 there was no inkling of the digital revolution to come. Computers were still as big as houses and used vacuum tubes instead of transistors or integrated circuits.

These days we have far more sophisticated devices. 

Our whereabouts can be tracked in real time by our cell phones. All of our text messages can be read. All of our purchases are monitored through our debit cards. There are surveillance drones which can fly, climb and hide all while taking video and sound recordings. Now they are the size of a small bird but they are working on a mosquito sized version. Armed drones can use infrared tracking and kill people on the ground with bullets or missiles. They can do this without any human intervention. The webcams affixed to our computers can be hacked to take video and sound recordings without our knowing it.

The really weird part is we actually pay for most of these items ourselves.

Then there is closed circuit television (CCTV). They are everywhere these days in stores, shops, storage yards, ATM machines, gas stations and even on street corners and light poles. In some places they can supply real time feedback to law enforcement over great distances.

This would be cool if it weren’t so scary.

Jin was found in a field in the horrible sub-zero temperatures of a Winnipeg winter. A local woman found him and nursed him back to health. He was so dehydrated he drank three bowls of water the first night. The woman turned away two other people before choosing me to take him (she’d put an ad in the paper), and I couldn’t be happier. I thought a kitten might cheer up my elderly Xerxes, and I was right. She adopted him immediately, and set about making him her kitten. She cleans his head until it is soaked. She cuddles with him all day and pretends to hate it when they play (but really hates it when Jin starts fighting).

Jin is adorable and cuddly and the life of the party, but also a hunter-destroyer machine. He caught a bird while on a leash in the yard. He caught a bird that got in to the house out of the air. He kills mice, and bugs, and pretty much anything that moves. He loves to play, constantly and with everything. He will bring you toys, or sit by the toy with a pitiful look. Jin = love. I can’t imagine why anyone would ever abandon such a magnificent little guy.

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burntjellytoast  asked:

I keep finding dead bees all over my back yard, I don't know why, I don't use pesticides or chemicals on my plants. why is it happening?! it's so sad!

I once found hundreds of dead bumblebees in my partner’s Aunt’s courtyard over in Jutland; I was so confused, because she uses no pesticides on the property.

After a little research, I found out that the giant Linden (Tillia sp.) tree was what was killing them: the nectar is a narcotic to them, which makes the bees more vulnerable to predators (birds, etc.), and in large enough quantities, it’s poisonous!

If you have trees that look like this nearby, they may very well be the culprit. Sometime’s nature’s own chemicals are to blame: it’s not always the ones we synthesise.