Worcester’s buttonquail was long believed to be extinct, so you can imagine the joy of ornithologists when one of the birds was captured and photographed on the island of Luzon, Philippines. Then the learned that the bird was promptly sold for meat and eaten.
Wild Bird Club of the Philippines President Michael Lu stated the obvious: “What if this was the last of its species?”
It is like a scene out of the movie The Freshman, where the standard in such cases was clear:
Clark Kellogg: But it’s an endangered species!
Carmine Sabatini: Not any more. It’s in New Jersey, it’s fine.
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Mespo:
I stand corrected.
Gyges,
Can you effectively shoot a bird that small from a moving helicopter? That’s a helluva shot!
Also, I think the obvious joke would involve a Governor from a very cold very big state..
Raff,
I take offense when ever anyone refers to what Cheney was doing as hunting; it’s much closer to picking out your lobster from a tank.
Awwwww! I love birds (not as pets though), and my backyard is a big state park. I want to set up a hummingbird+other bird feeders somewhere in my backyard, or maybe next to the screened in porch.
reading… sorry…falling asleep…..zzzzzzzzzz
If Cheney had been hunting in the Phillipines the bird would still be alive, and you’d be ready a story about some old Phillipino dude getting shot in the face.
As an avid bird watcher, I was shocked to read this article. I still need some evidence that Dick Cheney was not hunting in the Phillipines during this time period. This is right up his alley.
rofl
When asked how the buttonquail tasted, the diner claimed it tasted a lot like bald eagle.
Bron98:
“that is funny! But I think it would be hard to make something ryhme with Worcesters Button Quail.”
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How about Peter Cottontail,
hopping down the bunny trail,
armed with paper sack and pail,
to catch not snipe, but Worcesters Button Quail
Remings me of this, from Dave Barry:
Alien beings from a highly advanced society visit the Earth, and you are the first human they encounter. As a token of intergalactic friendship, they present you with a small but incredibly sophisticated device that is capable of curing all disease, providing an infinite supply of clean energy, wiping out hunger and poverty, and permanently eliminating oppression and violence all over the entire Earth. You decide to:
a. Present it to the president of the United States.
b. Present it to the secretary general of the United Nations.
c. Take it apart.
this blogging stuf is like crack, at least its still free. if I had to pay I would be homeless.
and with five fingers, clarity ceases to be an issue. 😀
Seamus:
that is funny! But I think it would be hard to make something ryhme with Worcesters Button Quail.
but you cant blame those people, they probably are poor farmers and dont have time to contemplate the finer points of endangered species.
three fingers of Irish Whiskey and things will again be clear.
This is not how Mother Nature intended for things to work, in order to cull the planet of the weaker life forms incapable of adapting, the bird eater was supposed to eat his own children…
Sometimes these stories make me think we’re all living in some fucked-up Dr. Suess book.
Time for that nightsoil DNA extraction–this week on Proctologist CSI!