In defense of swans
What kind of people want to kill Maryland's mute swans, those lovely, long-necked birds with snowy white feathers that look like creatures out of a fairy tale? There are only about 500 of them in the whole state, yet they are accused of destroying the Chesapeake Bay -- something about eating underwater grasses -- and driving "native" species to extinction. To hear the state Department of Natural Resources tell it, you'd think swans were evil incarnate.
Yet who hasn't come upon these magical creatures and stopped to stare in awe at their preternatural beauty, which has inspired poets, painters and musicians from time immemorial? Slaughtering these magestic animals is not going to solve the bay's problems, especially if we keep dumping half a billion tons of sewage into the water every year. Make the politicians fix that, and leave the swans alone.
And since when did eating "underwater grasses" become a capital crime anyway? If that's a killing offense, let them eat lettuce (or arugula, or whatever). Has anyone ever written a great ballet about underwater grasses for crying out loud?
As for driving out "native" species -- the swans originated in Central Asia, where for centuries they were revered as symbols of eternal love -- does immigrant-bashing have no limit these days? Give it a rest. As the immortal Bard wrote in Sonnet LXV: "How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, whose action is no stronger than a flower?"
When it comes to swans, I don't care what the scientists say. Whenever I catch sight of these birds floating serenely across the water with heads held high it still takes my breath away. I'll take them over the local weeds any day.
Here's another link to scenes from Tchaikovsky's homage to the swan. For a synopsis of the story, click here.
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