While people around the world have been snapping up stories about the sex life of a professional golfer, a man who has decided to devote his life to hitting balls with sticks, stories about the real tiger woods have gone virtually unnoticed.
At the end of the Thanksgiving break, when Tiger Woods got into a car accident outside his own home, there came the story of grave decreases in the last wild populations of Siberian tigers (also known as Amur tigers). Among the causes: Degradation of the large, wooded areas the tigers need to survive.
It’s not just the northern tiger populations that are suffering. News came from India yesterday that tigers in half of India’s wildlife preserves are on the verge of completely dying out.
If Tiger Woods stops playing golf, someone else will come along and pick up the game. If we lose our planet’s tigers, we’ll never get them back.
Which story do you think will seem more important two hundred years from now: That we allowed the world’s largest predators on land to go extinct, or that a man who liked to play golf cheated on his wife? It’s time that our generation got serious, and started thinking about posterity instead of posteriors.
Soon to be followed by polar bears, penguins, many fish and mammals (including tuna, shark, and certain whales), and on and on until FINALLY it will include us. We’re poisoning ourselves, screwing around with the balance of nature with pollution of all kinds, and can’t get along with each other. We deserve what we bring on ourselves. Too bad humanity is so stupid, they really looked promising at times and a few were exemplary (if only the others would have followed).
this story is not only about the fate of the tiger.
this is about a cheetah who’s lion to his mate.
see green man, we have the entire big cat clan involved.
(bad joke provided by late night talk show)
(it doesn’t play as well in print)