There’s a Waco style government siege brewing out in Clark County, Nevada over grazing rights.
To save time and because I couldn’t do it better I’ll turn the story over to our good friend Maggie…
I’m late to the story of the Bundy family and their free-grazing, trespassing cattle in the state of Nevada, stolen by our government and attempted to be hauled to Utah for auction — so here’s my bulleted-list to make it quick and fairly clear, if you haven’t been keeping up either. It’s an important issue.
Read all about it at Maggie’s Notebook:
Regardless how you feel about some endangered tortoise or grazing rights on public lands, the thing that gets under my skin is the heavy handed way the government has chosen to deal with it.
Seizing this family’s cattle to sell at auction is bad enough, but then to surround the ranch with paramilitary troops armed with sniper rifles and machine guns like they did at Ruby Ridge and Waco is just asking for a shoot out.
On top of that the federal stormtroopers have set up what they call “First Amendment Areas” which are the only places the growing number of protestors are allowed to gather. Anyone who dares to take pics and video outside of these designated areas risks getting beaten up and arrested as has already happened.
As for the endangered Desert Tortoise, the excuse for all this absurdity. I reckon it’s been surviving just fine for millions of years. In that time it’s shared the grass with dinosaurs, wooly mammoths, vast herds of buffalo and wild horses. It’s survived centuries of humans and their cattle too. I doubt if suddenly, after all this time, a few dozen head of Bundy cattle will be the last nail in it’s coffin.
And if indeed that is the case, perhaps extinction is nature’s way of saying that this critter’s time has come because it just can’t adapt.
I don’t know why it’s mankind’s responsibility to guarantee that every animal and insect alive today must continue to live in perpetuity, regardless of the cost to us.
Thanks to our growing reliance on technology, we too are gradually losing our ability to adapt and survive. When our inevitable extinction comes, who or what will move heaven and earth to save us? And when we’re gone, who’ll protect the little fishies then?