Seen a Hammond’s flycatcher lately?
Or perhaps a Wallace’s fruit dove? Yes or no, you likely won’t be seeing one
again. Don’t worry, it’s not because they are on the edge of extinction. It’s
because the humans they were named after are now deemed racist by certain
ornery ornithologists. William Alexander
Hammond, for example, was a former U.S. surgeon general, but apparently did not
think highly of the mental capabilities of Black people. Wallace
was a British naturalist, explorer, and anthropologist who assisted Charles
Darwin in conceiving the theory of evolution via natural selection. Wallace,
however, apparently used the “N” word in his writings, and, since he was
neither Black nor a rap “artist,” his name must be eviscerated from the face of
Names for Birds (!), a grassroots initiative striving to change potentially
offensive eponymous North American bird names. Bird Names for Birds, a name
that is for the birds, believes far too many of our avian friends have
been named after problematic people…and ergo their names must be changed. Jordan
Rutter, the group’s co-founder, says the initiative has identified a list of
150 birds in North America named after people and that it is attempting to get many
of those names changed.
Drew Lanham, a Black ornithologist, says “conservation has been driven by white
patriarchy.” Really? Could it be that whites organized and catalogued most of
the natural world in part to protect it when no one else was doing so?
so-called “progressives” have set about changing the names of our streets,
lakes, school names and sports teams. And now they are going after racist bird
names. As if anyone in this increasingly over-educated yet increasingly
ignorant nation would have any idea who the birds were named after, let alone
what that person thought or did.
used to say, “sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt
me.” Now adult scientists are scarred by the name of a bird.
it’s not just birds named after “problematic” humans that can offend. Far from
it. What about the cardinal? Overly religious and exclusionary to non-Catholics.
American Goldfinch? America has certainly finched a lot of gold from the rest
of the world’s nations. Purple Martin? Sexist to beat hell. What about Martina?
The Killdeer? Violent, scary and confusing. Common Loon? So, making fun of the
mentally ill is okay? Same with the cuckoo. Coot? As in, “look at that old coot?”
Ageist. Quail? Sounds like Dan Quayle. Yuck. Turkey? Obviously hurtful. Albatross?
Like in, “an albatross around my neck?” I think not. Vulture? Would you want to be called a vulture?
How about the Northern pygmy-owl? Are you that callous and small-minded?
Yellow-bellied sapsucker? Is there a more
hurtful name to call a living being? Tufted
titmouse? Boobie? Talk about the product of a twisted, misogynistic, white
is no end to what one can be offended by if one is desperately looking to be
and Lanham are nought but virtue-signaling birdbrains. I can only dwell on progressive
madness so long before I need a break, so I’m going to pour myself a drink and
listen to some music. Kill two birds with one stone so to speak. Perhaps a
little Grey Goose and Lynyrd-Skynyrd.
Free Bird anyone?