Elephant mega herds are now starting to reappear thanks to conservation effortspic.twitter.com/yxmwwrSRyi
— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) March 10, 2026
“Thanks to conservation efforts, megaherds of elephants are reappearing!”
I wonder, if I’m the only one who looks at this with mixed feelings. On the one hand, I am of course happy with any mega herd of elephants.
But it shouldn’t be like this. A herd of elephants shouldn’t live or die by the mercy of the naked ape. We’re not supposed to be in control over everything that moves. These animals are supposed to have goals of their own that they pursue independently of our desires. They’re not our pets. They’re not here as decoration. They’re a separate lineage of evolution, that took 60 million years to evolve. They have a culture of their own and a way of being that is different from ours.
But the whole world is gradually evolving into a kind of open-air zoo. Rhinos in the “wild” have their horns removed so that people don’t kill them, elephants are chased away with drones from grain fields so that they don’t get into conflict with a farmer. Everything is micromanaged, by one species, the naked ape. Fundamentally, nature, in the sense of life that’s not under the influence of humans, doesn’t really exist on this planet anymore.
It’s not even truly any particular naked ape that is in control, but organizations, abstract hierarchies that take on a life of their own, within which individual humans are just interchangeable occupants of roles with very little agency. There are bureaucracies that determine where the elephants will live and in what numbers. Other endangered animals are made to mate, after zookeepers tested their DNA to ensure maximal genetic diversity is preserved.
I could say that a fruit fly having its brain simulated on a computer is an indignity to life, but at the end of the day, so is conservation, a kind of perpetual insult to the dignity of non-human species. Like zoos, conservation is a kind of necessary evil, meant to educate parents in the religion of guilt to hopefully leave some room for life by reducing their ecological footprint.
So if you wonder why I sperg out about declining EROIs or copper yields or any of that stuff, it’s because I just don’t really want anything to be in control over this grand adventure. I’m perfectly content with the sun swallowing this planet 7.6 billion years from now. There will probably be other planets with life.
Life is a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. It’s perfectly possible that in your next reincarnation you’re dragged away from your mother by wild dingoes at age two and consumed alive. And yet, to me, life in its natural state is good enough.
For what it’s worth, I think the worst pain is psychological and the modern world has vast amounts of it. That pain is ultimately the result of a feeling of not being in control over your own destiny.
Is that a baby retard with his mother?
You are truly a scorpion.
I would not ride over the river on your back.
A dingo ate the baby.
Dingo’s love babies.
Wombat will tell you.
It’s an interesting story, lots of angles and things to be learned from it, including that dingoes will indeed eat a baby.
The story of the persecution and wrongful imprisonment of Lindy Chamberlain provides a valuable cautionary tale about the dangers of mass psychosis and the importance of scepticism and critical thinking when it comes to analysing and weighing the knowledge claims of so-called ‘experts’ and ‘scientists’.
If only my countrymen had learned a thing or two; however, events of more recent years demonstrate that they didn’t.
Apart from the lessons in psychology and epistemology, the perhaps less well-known supernatural aspects of the story are also interesting.
There are ‘dark forces’ in this country…
Charles, it’s your Mum. Do you no remember?
I can’t believe it, when I first looked at that website, which is found when you look at the URL of this picture you posted above, it links to http://www.dyingwords.net, and as soon as I saw it I thought this is some fake AI bullshit. Everything here is a fucking parody, and I was ready to dismiss it as yet another fictitious illusion invented by either you or Rintrah or any of the other cast of characters, but then I found out that this guy actually has a presence on Amazon, and yet it seems very suspicious, like a front of some kind. Thanks Retard for letting us know about it.
The Dingo ate my baby:
https://dyingwords.net/tag/lindy-chamberlain/
Dingoes love babies. Wombat will tell you.
It’s an obvious thing to say, but it is incredible how much power and influence the naked ape has over the entire world.
I often think how strange animal ownership is. Can you imagine being the pet of another species??
They always tell us we would be the crown of evoluton on this planet, can do what we want and are not significant influenced by the biosphere of this planet.
But there is the so called “virosphere” and there are many hints that the virosphere has way more influence about us than the opposite. We could be tools without knowing it and we have currently no way to rule this out.
>Can you imagine being the pet of another species??
It has been imagined.
All Tomorrows is great book about an alien race conquering humanity and breeding us into various strange forms and how those forms evolve. Some humans are pets, others are works of art, while some are designed to be tortured in their own bodies for their ancestor’s slights against the aliens.
One race of neo-man is the Hedonists, they were bred to pets; they’re vacuous creatures that just fuck each-other all day while eating fruit grown on some paradise planet.
When the aliens fuck off to terrorize another Galaxy, a population of Hedonists is left on a paradise planet with fruit and no predators, they’re designed for it to take FOREVER for them to actually be able to breed despite all the cooming,, which allows them to avoid a malthusian collapse and gradually regain their sentience over the generation rather than dying out.
Other populations aren’t so lucky. It’s a great read.
https://dn721608.ca.archive.org/0/items/book-all-tomorrows/book%20all%20tomorrows.pdf
Quote Rintrah: “That pain is ultimately the result of a feeling of not being in control over your own destiny.”
Lower your expectations. Only gods are being in control over their destiny.
Don’t fret.Living beings need only survive our self-destruction, hurrying near, and, give it a million years or two, the diversity of Life on Earth will return.
>Life is a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. It’s perfectly possible that in your next reincarnation you’re dragged away from your mother by wild dingoes at age two and consumed alive. And yet, to me, life in its natural state is good enough.
To the Archons this probably sounds like you volunteering to be the next baby eaten by dingos.
>Please space clowns, feed me to the dingos! Life is just alright! I’m totally like an Aztec chad as I’m torn apart by dogs! Maybe in my next incarnation I’ll be lucky enough to be a billionaire who rapes teenage girls, or a fat incel jerking off to my My Little Pony instead of a baby eaten by dingos; so everything is fine! First the dingo end then the My Little Pony life. Everything is perfect! Sounds like a fair trade to me! – Low Status Ontological Conservative
Elephants need only survive the next few decades until human self-destruction, and the effects of that destruction and they can go on existing and evolving for a while yet.