Dear Squeeze and Boo,
With the egregious exception of coral reefs, there has been lots of good news in wildlife demography.
Tiger Numbers On Rise For First Time In 100 Years; A 22% Increase Since 2010
Green Sea Turtles Reclassified From "Endangered" To "Threatened" (Manatees Also On Rise)
In addition to rising wildlife numbers, there is also unanticipated acceleration in the growth of solar energy, so much so that some full-time environmentalists are starting to revise their doomsday scenarios.
"Solar Singularity Is Nigh:
Tam Hunt suggests that given current solar growth rates, solar power will be close to free in the coming decades"
(In this article, take note of the useful name-cum-description that has been given to solar energy's equivalent of "Moore's Law" in computer science - "Swanson's Law.")
"Large utility-scale projects will account for nearly three-fourths the percent of new installations in 2016, adding 12 GW, the report predicted. That’s nearly three times the 4.2 GW added in 2015, and is much more optimistic than the Energy Information Administration’s forecast of 9.5 GW for this year. Meanwhile, residential PV installations, which grew 66 percent during 2015 from 2014, will add another 2.8 GW this year."
Yuvoo
Dman
PS You might be interested "Radical Attempt To Save Coral Reefs."
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2016/04/18/a-radical-attempt-to-save-the-reefs-and-forests
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2016/04/18/a-radical-attempt-to-save-the-reefs-and-forests
And "One Man's Wild Idea For Saving Rhinos: Airlifting Them To Australia" https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/animalia/wp/2016/04/06/one-mans-wild-idea-for-saving-rhinos-airlifting-them-to-australia/
THE TYGER
(from Songs Of Experience)
By William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
1794
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