Katherine Mangu-Ward | June 18, 2007
As a city dweller, I have remained blissfully unaware of
the war on
geese raging in our suburbs, a tidy lesson in the law of
unintended consequences:
In 1965 an intact flock [of Canada Geese] was discovered in Missouri. Wildlife agents took their eggs, incubating them in many parts of the country thus encouraging them to nest in a wide array of areas. Because migration is a learned behavior, if geese are born in New Jersey or Connecticut, they have no reason to fly off to Canada. They return to the place of their birth to nest and raise their young.
Various strategies have been employed to deflect geese, including putting oil on their eggs to strop development and stationing collies near ponds to discourage landing.
All of this reminds me of a book/pamphlet/very low budget production I had as a child called something like The Day It Rained Cats. It was the story of how the WHO wound up parachuting cats into Borneo in the 1950s:
In the early 1950s, there was an outbreak of a serious disease called malaria amongst the Dayak people in Borneo. The World Health Organization tried to solve the problem. They sprayed large amounts of a chemical called DDT to kill the mosquitoes that carried the malaria. The mosquitoes died and there was less malaria. That was good. However, there were side effects. One of the first effects was that the roofs of people's houses began to fall down on their heads. It turned out that the DDT was also killing a parasitic wasp that ate that cheating caterpillars. Without the wasps to eat them, there were more and more thatch-eating caterpillars. Worse than that, the insects that died from being poisoned by DDT were eaten by gecko lizards, which were then eaten by cats. The cats started to die, the rats flourished, and the people were threatened by outbreaks of two new serious diseases carried by the rats, sylvatic plague and typhus. To cope with these problems, which it had itself created, the World Health Organization had to parachute live cats into Borneo.
I can't be completely sure, but I think this story might actually be true. For more on geese, check out GeesePeace.org--which is also real.
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Far be it for me, the token gun nut here on the board, to advocate an answer that might fall under the "if you only have a hammer, every problem looks like a nail" kind of solution, but I was under the impression that fine companies like Remington and Winchester make a tool that's fantastic for dispatching geese, and allows one to have a fantastic dinner as well.
Eff'n eh. Geese are nothing but groundhogs with wings. Noisy shit-filled buggers.
From GeesePeace.org:
Stabilize the population growth rate of resident Canada geese.
Left unchecked, the numbers of Canada geese will double every five
years.
My word...it's an environmental catastrophe in the making. A world
overrun by geese. What can we do? PANIC!!!
Remington and Winchester make a tool that's fantastic for
dispatching geese, and allows one to have a fantastic dinner as
well.
Not if they've been dining off of a golf course.
I think there are so many gun nuts on this board (myself included) that we can't be described as "token".
So when the flights of geese blot out the sun, will that solve the global warming thing?
I've never had a real jones to move to Borneo, but if they have PARACHUTING KITTENS ... !!
I think mediageek is right. At least in New Jersey, the problem
is that so many people refuse to allow the dang geese to be hunted.
So all kinds of ineffective (and arguably crueller) alternatives
are being tried, including a Hitlerian gas chamber on wheels.
Meanwhile, formerly idyllic expanses of grass beside ponds have
become unusable by us humans because of all the goose crap.
BTW -- a parasitic wasp that ate that cheating
caterpillars -- don't you just love SpellCheck?
Mediageek - Just be careful, when you are shooting at a goose,
that you don't hit a cat parachuting in to the neighborhood.
CB
Wildlife agents took their eggs, incubating them in many
parts of the country thus encouraging them to nest in a wide array
of areas.
You maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all
to hell!
God I hate those damned geese. But, a .410 shell to the crotch kills them every time.
Kind of off subject but where I grew up cats in the field were
fair game. I notice now that people go to jail for that sort of
thing. As far as I'm concerned I was just protecting the rabbit
population for future consumption.
I also think that Canadian geese are covered under the federal
migratory waterfowl act, aren't they?
Reminds me of when the Dept. of Agriculture promoted widespread use of fertilizers and pesticides. Oh, and the Eural Electrification Program which led to the abandonment of windmills all over America.
...roofs of people's houses began to fall down on their
heads.
Make 'em out of metal. It's plentiful and recyclable.
...parachute live cats into Borneo
I suppose when the cats become too much of a problem, they'll have
to parachute dogs in, so literally it will be raining cats and
dogs.
...the war on geese raging in our suburbs
Shoot the fucking things.
Nuf' said.
"a .410 shell to the crotch kills them every time"
TO THE CROTCH?? WHAT! Why the crotch? How in the world do you shoot
a goose in the crotch? It's so close to the ground you can't even
SEE it, much less hit it.
I am curious, goose.
CB
Down here in Texas it's deer. Kerr County reportedly has the
highest Whitetail population per acre in the world.
And yes, we have the OMGYOUCANTKILLTHEM folks. And the folks who
insst on feeding them. And the folks who want to solve the problem
with birth control. And the folks who want them trapped and
released where they can run free without being hunted. Etc.
Remington and Winchester make a tool that's fantastic for
dispatching geese, and allows one to have a fantastic dinner as
well.
In "ranchette" developments where you don't want to launch a bullet
that can travel three miles, a Benelli with buckshot does the job
well.
Stabilize the population growth rate of resident Canada
geese.
I didn't see them mention that "stabalizing the population growth
rate" has to be repeated annually
forever.
Hunters For the Hungry could make
short work of the geese and feed a lot of people in the
process.
Personally, I think the smartest solution is to import alligators
to eat the geese. This rules because once we had to deal with the
unintended consequences of this, alligator-skin boots
would be much less expensive.
This cracks me up. Well-meaning hippies going around addling geese eggs. I'm personally with the shotgun crowd, but I actually like having the geese around.
Well... to my knowledge... those flying rats are still on the
endangered species list... meaning even though they produce enough
green poo to coat a road, we can't kill them.
Nephilium
All this talk about geese confuses me. The real pestilence from the air is the sea gull.
There is a severe overpopulation problem of Prarie Dogs in
Colorado. We have hawks doing some of the work, but they're quite
territorial, unfortunately, and one of them can only eat so
many.
In the nearby parallel universe of Boulder, they built a wall
between a park and a vacant area to keep the little buggers out,
but were quite dismayed when they started tunneling under the wall.
I think someone in Boulder once brought up the idea of shooting
and/or drowning, and was summarily executed by city officials.
"And yes, we have the OMGYOUCANTKILLTHEM folks. And the
folks who insst on feeding them."
A friend of a friend was telling me about his neighbors who insist
on feeding the local prairie dogs because they're "cute."
Due to expanding development, he can't shoot the little buggers.
Which is too bad.
Because as everyone knows, Prairie Dogs are just Mother Nature's
reactive targets.
Taktix-- In other versions of the story, they replace the thatch with tin. Unfortunately, the rain pounding on the tin overhead keeps people awake at night.
As a city dweller, I have remained blissfully unaware of the
war on geese raging in our suburbs
I stopped reading at that sentence because Chicago is waging a war
on geese. It ain't just a suburban thing.
Episiarch,
The alligator idea has its merrits, but it won't work very well in
the Chicago suburbs, where those damn geese are everywhere.
I grew up in south central Illinois and I literally never saw a
goose ever.
Up here by Chicago, there are thousands of them in every town.
Skinner: Well, I was wrong. The lizards are a
godsend.
Lisa: But isn't that a bit short-sighted? What
happens when we're overrun by lizards?
Skinner: No problem. We simply unleash wave after
wave of Chinese needle snakes. They'll wipe out the lizards.
Lisa: But aren't the snakes even worse?
Skinner: Yes, but we're prepared for that. We've
lined up a fabulous type of gorilla that thrives on snake
meat.
Lisa: But then we're stuck with gorillas!
Skinner: No, that's the beautiful part. When
wintertime rolls around, the gorillas simply freeze to death.
All this talk about geese confuses me. The real pestilence
from the air is the sea gull.
Seagulls are winged angels compared to Canadian geese.
TO THE CROTCH?? WHAT! Why the crotch? How in the world do
you shoot a goose in the crotch? It's so close to the ground you
can't even SEE it, much less hit it.
Shoot better.
As I think about my earlier comment I realized... the geese I am
most familiar with are the ones in MY neighborhood; walking aound
the streets near the local pond, with their goslings in tow...
THOSE are the ones with the lowrider crotches. I suppose that the
ones that TPG is talking about are the ones that are flying in to a
landing at the lake... with crotch exposed for all to see.
Somehow I was thinking about shooting a walking goose, not a flying
goose. No sport in that. Like shooting cows instead of deer. My
bad.
CB
Somehow I was thinking about shooting a walking goose, not a
flying goose. No sport in that. Like shooting cows instead of deer.
My bad.
Shoot a walking goose? I just run them over with the left front
tire.
A few years back the geese infestation was a real concern here
in the Seattle area. Not only are they a nusiance but a real health
problem (e. coli at area beaches).
So King County decided to thin out the herds. It was suggested
logically that, rather than waste the meat, the geese could be
harvested and donated to the local food banks. The lawyers nixed
that idea: to avoid potential liability each carcass would have to
be inspected for an array of problems, at some ridiculous cost (I
think it was like $50 per bird).
So the birds just disappeared instead. I think they did use the
mobile gas chambers j.p. mentions. And then quietly dumped the
bodies in a landfill somewhere.
Get yourself a spring trap, crazy-glue corn kernals to the release mechanism. Buddabing - the goose is cooked without gun noise. Make sure the trap is somewhere that the neighborhood kids won't get into it. Trapping a child is sure to be noisy.
Hugh Akston wrote: "There is a severe overpopulation problem of
Prarie Dogs in Colorado."
Really? All the prarie dog colonies I know of in Colorado were
destroyed years ago.
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