feeling fucking emotions about extinct animals right now. thylacines were an incredibly unique and remarkable animal. they were targeted for the deaths of sheep they didn’t kill. benjamin died from exposure when someone forgot to open the door to her indoor enclosure at night. imo dodos were the most fascinating pigeon there was. the last one watched the ships in the harbour and brooded a nest of eggs that would never hatch. ivory-billed woodpeckers were the size of crows and referred to as the lord god bird. the singer company and chicago mill and lumber co were greedy enough that they drove them to extinction. passenger pigeons were so plentiful that flocks of them could block out the sky for days. martha lived thirty years in a barren cage. carolina conures were the only parrot native to north america and one of the only poisonous birds in the world. rich people wanted feathers in their hats, so they killed every last one. the last one, incas, died in the same enclosure that martha died in. they were all preserved and mounted as taxidermy. the last of a species is called an endling.
uh so i never do this but maui is quite literally on fire and there isn’t nearly enough care or consideration for. you know. Native Hawaiians who live here being displaced and the land (and cultural relevance) that’s being eaten up by the fire. so if ya’ll wanna help, here’s some links:
