There
is no question but that the return of its top predator has been
beneficial to America's Western Wildlands. No disputing the fact that
local ranchers who extirpated wolves in the first place oppose their
return. And since wolves can range for hundreds of miles local is a
big territory and wolves are no respecter of park boundaries. They
don't read maps and the ranchers whose stock they predate probably
aren't excited about National Parks in the first place considering
them a sop to useless city slickers seeking a bucolic vacation spot.
To locals on both sides of the American border parks are lands where
they can't hunt, trees are wasted for their scenic potential, mining
and oil exploration are banned, and the tourists clutter their roads
and local watering holes.
Its
mythology makes of the wolf the stuff of nightmares. The fact that
science has recorded no record of a healthy wolf attacking a human in
no way diminishes the fear and loathing this animal invokes. The
wildlife branch tasked with running interference for this ferocious
predator have a thankless job seeking protection for a creature that
is all too often its own worst enemy. That the animal is only doing
what comes naturally doesn't wash well with local ranchers and their
minders can't tell their charges to stay within park boundaries. Deer
and moose on the contrary seem to know exactly where to go to remain
safe during hunting season.
This
book is the story of one such wolf/rancher encounter. It serves to
make the controversy personal. That the writer lives in London
probably doesn't make him sympathetic to real life ranchers. This is
the second writer I've read this year who refers to a pickup truck as
a car, that's like calling a fighter jet a passenger plane.
The
novel begins by documenting the wolf attack and then backtracks to
introduce the various players. The author has a tendency to get
sidetracked spending chapters at a time in detailed the introduction
of new characters before finally clarifying what they have to do with
the plot.
The
Loop can variously be interpreted as meaning an animal's territory,
the circle of life in which the death of one creature sustains the
life of another, or a cruel device designed for killing multiple
wolves.
In
the end it boils down to a balance between wolves doing what wolves
will do and ranchers invading wolf habitat. Settlers killed off the
wolves so they could run herds of cattle in their former territory.
When government policy and environmental sense decreed the wolves
should return to their former ranges it put them in conflict with
ranchers. In a nation that exterminated and attempted to extirpate
100,000,000 indigenous peoples so they could settle the US the lives
of a few hundred wild predators don't amount to much. Could we
somehow make them sexy like the bald eagle?
Let
us not forget that a bounty on Indian scalps matched that on wolves
or that the buffalo were systematically slaughtered so that they
couldn't support the Indians. Who of a certain age hasn't sheltered
in a sled under a buffalo robe or kept warm in a wolf skin jacket?
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