[BTW, for all you birders out there: "According to serious 'birders' "mallards frequently interbreed with their closest relatives in the genus Anas and with species more distantly related (e.g., the northern pintail) leading to various hybrids that may be fully fertile. This is quite unusual among different species and may be as a result of the mallard evolving very rapidly and recently (during the Late Pleistocene). Mallards and their domesticated conspecifics are also fully interfertile."] So, gangbanging by any other name....
Photo: Susan Galleymore (2014)
As a non-feathered female brought up on bits and pieces of feminism (particularly the egosyntonic bits) I am outraged that female mallards must live in an environment that offers no recourse to courts, legal system, or sister's/feathered friends' support.
It does something to a person when confronted with such injustice. For example, sometimes hens seek protection from drakes by inserting themselves between the legs of empathetic 5th Avenue Marina live-aboards. The humans respond by kicking away the aggressive drakes.
Truthfully, I am horrified -- and puzzled -- at the pleasure I get from this view of payback. It is egodystonic and that makes me very ... uncomfortable ....
All this "primitive behavior", violence, lack of justice, enrages.
If lower-order ducks refuse to see the value of "the other" within their own genus, how, oh how, can we expect higher-order people to treat one another any better?
How will the planet and its people, creatures, and plants survive?
Oh, dear, oh dear, oh dear.
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