- Dear Mr. Rense...
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- I read Jani Allan's excellent and powerful article 'Zimbabwe
- The Beasts That Kill The Animals' at Rense.com and want to pass along
to you an article posted at www.Sanwild.org Noticeboard -
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- The full scale slaughter of game at farms and reserves
is so severe that endangered species such as the Wild Dog and Cheetah have
now become extinct in Zimbabwe. The national parks which used to be the
pride of the country are being destroyed while pleas of help go unheeded
worldwide. An investigating team reported that tons of ivory is being exported
to Asia and lion to Nigeria. A ZCTF spokesperson said "it is an organised
business and government officials and the police are involved." We
present here a personal account of this tragedy. The authors name has been
withheld to protect his/her identity.
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- To highlight the loss of wildlife in Zimbabwe, as things
are at this time, through rampant poaching, illegal hunting and downright
slaughter on a daily basis, I thought it proper to write down for the reader,
who would take the time to read this article, some of my experiences on
the ground. Since the land invasions started on the 10 March 2000, where
wild animals were done awav with in the most horrendous and barbaric ways,
all of these incidences in the course of my duty, which was to protect
and care for the wild animals on our property.
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- Like all living things, none of us want to die, and every
living species on this earth has its reasons for staying alive. God gave
us humans dominion over all living things, and at the same time, because
of our superiority, we were given the charge to be sensible and wise, and
utilise our responsibilities properly toward them.
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- While patrolling along our eastern border game fence
one morning, with a game scout, we could hear the distant sound of dogs
barking ahead of us. It could only mean one thing, poachers. We ran as
fast as we could toward the sound, and as we reached the top of a rise
ahead, we could see several dogs and a lot of dust with whatever it was
they were attacking caught in the fence ahead, trying to break free. Added
to this we witnessed three poachers rushing in with their clubs and choppers.
During this confusion and noise, they did not hear us approach and we managed
to shoot two of their dogs. On hearing the shots the three poachers dropped
everything and ran off into the bush, followed by the rest of their dogs.
The animal, an eland cow, then broke free from the fence and headed for
some mopane trees with an iron rod, sharpened on one end like a spear,
pushed through her stomach behind her rib cage, protruding about 6"
or so on the other side of her.
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- We followed and saw what looked like two balloons appear
on either side of her as she ran through the trees. She had in fact pulled
her stomach out onto the ground because the iron rod had caught between
two trees, disembowelling her. Luckily I managed to put her down. This
whole incident happened within a few minutes, and the poachers got away.
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- Can you imagine what pain and agony an animal goes through
when shot by a poacher through her jaw, severing her tongue, and added
to this, she is pregnant. She can neither eat or drink and after several
days of this in the hot African bush, she is hounded by hyena until she
weakens and then is set upon and killed, and then devoured by her pursuers.
On another day, while hot on the tracks of two poachers, we heard the sound
of something thrashing about in the bush ahead of us. Running forward we
discovered a young impala ram with his left hind leg missing. I immediately
had to shoot him. On examining this animal, we came to the conclusion that
it had somehow been clubbed over the head rendering it unconscious. The
poachers must have thought they had killed it, and because they knew they
were being pursued, had hurriedly cut off its leg and run off. Needless
to say, because of this incident the poachers got a head start on us and
got away.
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- Walking behind the tracks of a big bull giraffe, on one
occasion, we discovered that this animal was dragging its left hind leg.
As its tracks were days old we did not expect to come across it so soon,
as these animals cover great distances even in a stressed condition. We
saw it ahead of us on the bank of the river where a well used game path
enters the riverbed. The poor thing was caught around its neck by a heavy
wire snare, tied to a well established tree to one side of the path, struggling
to get free.
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- As the ground beneath its feet was on a slope with loose
stone it was impossible for it to balance, and the wire snare was tight
around its neck choking it. I had no option but to put this giraffe down.
On examining its left hind leg we discovered a wire around its hock causing
it to swell to four times its size. Also rendering the leg useless. A month
or two later we discovered a female zebra hanging from a tree with a heavy
wire snare around her throat. We can only guess that this animal in her
desperate bid to free herself had somehow jumped up catching the wire onto
a protruding broken off branch on the tree where it caught. As she came
down again, her front legs were off the ground and she hung there till
she died. How terrible it is to find so many hundreds of our wild animals
dying in this cruel way.
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- We had, around our home, many semi-tame warthog who on
occasion gave us and our guests much amusement. One female in particular
by the name of "Pigera" was well known by all who visited our
ranch, and over a period of five years had reared nineteen offspring. Many
of these stayed close to our home. Such lovely creatures, all given names
by the many children who visited the ranch. Now of course they have all
been killed and eaten by those who forced us off our ranch.
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- Walking past a warthog hole one evening, close to our
house, we discovered a warthog female wedged in the entrance of the hole,
still alive, with horrific chop marks all over her face. Whoever did this
to her must have been disturbed during his actions and ran off, for his
bare footprints were visible.
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- Many of our wild animals are being slaughtered in this
way and despite the many appeals for help and assistance to the outside
world, these still go unheeded. To me it seems that all want to be seen
to be involved, but at the same time do nothing, and as each day passes
so the carnage continues to poachers and invaders. What else must we do
to alert the world to what is happening today in Zimbabwe.
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- Let me Just tell you of the fate of a once beautiful
giraffe. We monitored this animal for some time as she was pregnant and
soon was to give birth to her calf. I was keen to see the birth process,
so I kept a very dose watch on her movements. As it so happened this was
not to be. The political situation in our area was a bit scary and we were
ordered to go to town until the situation eased. On my return to the ranch,
eleven days later, I went looking for this giraffe only to discover that
she had been caught by a heavy wire snare and had died with her new calf
half out of her body. Because of her great size and strength she had uprooted
the tree to which the wire snare was tied and dragged it about a hundred
metres or so where it got wedged against other trees. Here she struggled
in anguish to free herself clearing the surrounding bush as she did so.
How long the struggle went on for I do not know but it sickened me to think
that beautiful animals such as this one died, and was left to rot in the
bush then to be set upon by vultures and predators, and those that set
these snares did not bother to check what had been caught, but continued
putting up snares in other areas. This is what is happening right now in
Zimbabwe.
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- The situation was very bizarre and we all believed that
it was just temporary but almost 30 months down the way we are still hanging
in. The impact on the conservancy on the wildlife in the area, on peoples
lives will always be remembered. So our hippo unaware of the human tragedy
developing continued to live in this new land of milk and honey. But in
steps, man and the invaders all with different agendas and the man pressure
on the landscape, cutting down of thousands of trees, fires and snaring
and poaching and uncontrolled exploitation. And this lone flourishing hippo
caught in this conflict was destined to be another carcass, another skeleton
and so in early 2002 they who see the dollars and not the future who take
for today but care not for tomorrow set about the destruction of this meat
on legs and with planks with hundreds of nails, so they locate a path that
the hippo frequents and one evening as the hippo moves off to graze so
it steps onto this spiky abomination and in the confusion of the pain and
the blood and the screams of anger, so they arrive and in the same way
with dogs and spears and whatever means they have so the hippo dies an
agonising death and the dollars come in and the beer flows and a symbol
of the rivers recovery is now a maggot invested carcass. And because the
gods they serve say to them that the head must be left because the spirits
will be angry and so two months later we discover just the head. The silence
is deafening as this government onslaught against the very land that nurtures
them continues unabated. Please do what you can to save our Wild Animals
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- For those wishing to help please send an e-mail to Zimbabwe
Conservation Task Force at: galorand@mweb.co.zw
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- Visit the website : http://www.africancrisis.org/default2.asp
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- Louise Joubert, founder of SanWild, has also brought
attention Jani Allan's article to the members of AfriTrust, an online interactive
non-profit wildlife trust that supports the wonderful efforts of SanWild.
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- I congratulate you for shedding light on her important
story. I don't know WHAT the answers are, but I do know that the world
needs to hear and hear and hear again about what is REALLY going on there!
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- Sincerely,
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- Trish Kirk
- U.S.
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