hey Sloppy...
I just dug out an old N.Y. Times Magazine article from back in 1993 about the fraud that the African Wildlife Foundation and others perpetrated on the general public to extract funds worldwide to save the elephants from extinction. The funds were not needed for the elephants, which in many places at the time were actually enjoying populations so large that culling entire families was being considered. They used the money to help protect other species that were actually in much greater danger, like the rhino.
A noble cause for sure, but deception nonetheless.
Here's a link to the article (san pics):
http://www.nytimes.com/1993/02/07/magazine/crying-wolf-over-elephants.html?pagewanted=all&src=pm
your quoted article reminded me of 20 years ago when i was still comparatively young - i remember because i was collecting Japanese Netsuke at the time
the Times article you noted was one of many of the same ilk. and in the forthcoming years it was very apparent the damage that was done by De-legalizing ivory. even the banners knew the thuth
i'll tell you a story that i think you will appreciate:
i am just a shoemaker. nothing special, not a savior of the lost or innocent, not a man of importance one way or another
the story starts in China. it was the early 90's - twenty plus year ago...
i was at a factory that made rubber outsoles for shoes. they were making some of the outsoles that i needed for production of shoes and i agreed to use this additional factory because i was short of production outsoles available from usual sources, as sometimes happens
i speak some Chinese and was talking to the factory owner, mainly on issues of 'dwell time' which has to do with the curing of rubber - tech stuff; and i saw this young woman - and as a what i considered a usual outsole worker she caught my eye, she didn't fit
i watched her working. she was perfect. she knew her craft. i thought i misjudged her age - she looked so young but by my standards all Chinese looked younger than their age
later that day we were just talking and feeling foolish i asked how old that girl was. he said to me in a very polite way: "please do not ask me this". my heart stopped at that moment
oh shi*, i said internally. i made some sound. desperation.
i implored, please - what is the deal? i am American. i can not allow child labor. there was a long silence
finely he spoke: i am a father. i love my children. i provide for my children.
he said to me, "look! see the mountain?" i nodded - i do. "she lives there with her mother"
i just nodded and waited- a custom i learned in China...
and a story unfolded about her and her mother and about China
i learned that day that i am not qualified to judge another culture
fats said he spent 2 to 5 months abroad per year, but i have spent at least 6 months abroad for so many years that i can not even count; but more than 25 years. some moments i feel like a gypsy of the world
to end this story, i learned that day that this young girl needed this job to feed her and her mother. without this job, they could not survive life
tragic but true
i offered to pay her salary and let her go back to school. it was small money for me. he agreed and she was never again at that factory. he also never accepted my payment. he could not let me do what he felt he wanted to do
looking at our own past, in the early 1900's we had child labor. it was acceptable at the time. we have now a different view, but can we cast that view on the world?
i have learned that we can not...
you can make any decision you feel best but i know that i can not dictate to the world
she was 16 at the time. and one day maybe i will tell you more about her, but know this...
she and her mother survived life's difficulties
her boss and i are still friends
problem solved
between two men
but the problem with elephants has not been, unfortunately...
it has been made worse
think about it...
read the Sloppy's article:
http://www.nytimes.com/1993/02/07/magazine/crying-wolf-over-elephants.html?pagewanted=all&src=pm
all the best,
smokey