Watching TV last night, I saw a WWF ad about the extinction of polar bears featuring Noah Wyle. It went on for two minutes, which is an absolute age in TV advertising time. Also, it was a rare occasion in which I was watching live TV and could not fast forward through the commercials, which automatically puts me in bad humor.
Now, before you think I am heartless and don’t care about polar bears, animals, or the earth, I have to say that I am not passionately against this – even though Wyle’s slow and deliberate speech pattern is maddening and the images of cute and cuddly polar bears floating to their death is pure emotional manipulation. It just got me thinking:
* Darwin’s theory is aptly named “Survival of the Fittest” (if you are a Creationist, you should probably stop reading now, lest your head explode). I realize that the reason the polar ice caps are melting is because of the million and one ways we’ve f*d up the earth in the past hundred or so years. But still, if this is an environment in which these creatures can no longer survive, doesn’t that mean that it’s just their time to go? Nothing against the polar bears, of course, but it would logically seem that you can only fight natural selection for so long.
* If you have extra income and want to give to charity, why, why, why would you choose to save the polar bears when there are starving people all over the world who also need help? Aren’t there countries in Africa where genocide is still rampant? Forget Africa – how about people in our own country who don’t have enough to eat or clothes to keep them warm in winter? When faced with the two choices, it feels as though picking polar bears, panda bears or whales over human beings is irresponsible and inhumane.
I hate being preachy. It just didn’t make sense to me.
PS: Before anyone takes offence to the title of this entry or thinks it is contrary to what I have just written, it is something I stole from an episode of Sex and the City when Carrie goes on a date with a documentary film maker whose latest project is about saving the seagulls. On the date he proceeds to tell her that documentary film making is for losers and he really wants to make big action movies. Carries asks, “But what about the seagulls?,” to which he replies, “F** the seagulls.” Perhaps this is not funny to anyone but me. And yes, I am fully aware that any joke requiring explanation is probably not funny at all.