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People are so angry about ..: a dying whale?

Huh? Yes? A stranded baby whale managed to kick up this much of a stir?

I think we all know what happened to poor baby Toa. And sadly he passed away, despite the huge efforts of many people who worked hard to care for him around the clock. This isn’t about the ethics of what needed to happen to Toa if his pod wasn’t found. This is about the incredibly critical, self-declaring whale calf experts that New Zealand suddenly has.

And so Toa’s passing obviously bought out the worst in humanity, through the form of ragey comments on the NZ Herald article. 

Obviously.

These whale experts are all very helpful from behind their screens, and are especially knowledgeable now that Toa is in orca heaven. They claim to know exactly why Toa died and how the people looking after him failed him. This is so very helpful of them, angry clunk-clunk typing from behind their keyboards. They’re probably mad about capital gains tax or something, but need to release it via whale-rage.

Here are my favourite angry person statements in no particular order:

- They should have just left him on the rocks!! (What, to die a long, slow, painful death??)

- They fed him formula that’s what killed him (lol okay, better call 0800 raworcamilk next time).

- Jacinda killed him!! (A personal favourite of mine).

- He’s dead the money should have been spent feeding hungry children but not brats and not ones whose parents don’t look like me and not whose parents are useless or in prison. (I feel like this person wanted any excuse for a racist rant. Also, do they know how the national budget works?)

- HUHA/DOC killed him he was happy 2.34 hours ago when I saw him on the news, they were sick of looking after him yet another coverup.  (Just what. I’m also 98% sure this person has a BAN1080 bumper sticker - similar vibe ya know). 

- People shouldn’t interfere with natureeee they should have left him in the ocean where he belongedddddd! (1. He wasn’t in the ocean. If you’d actually bothered to read literally any information about him, you’d know that he was stuck on the rocks and 2. It pains me to have to say something that feels so obvious, but when a creature within our path is in pain, is it not our obligation to help it? As it is (or as it most definitely should be) with people? Why must we turn away from suffering? I think most people like the idea of Mother Theresa, but would not tolerate her reality).

- People shouldn’t interfere with natureeeee they should have put him in the ocean to die. (And again, why is there such a massive lack of compassion? Surely if you have the means to help, you should? Why is this such a foreign concept? Humans have already broken, destroyed, and guttered nature one billion times over with their cruel actions, so imagine taking the opportunity to have a tiny, positive impact instead? Baby Toa would have either died of his injuries or starved to death had he been instantly put back in the ocean. These are both very slow and painful deaths. I dearly hope that for all the people writing these back to natureeeee comments, that they too are living their best back to natureeeee lives. Who needs supermarkets, medicines, houses, and clothes? And nature sure as hell didn’t give them a keyboard. Hopefully, if any of these people ever need help one day, then they won’t just be left to let nature take its course; inaction is an action in its own right.)

Anyway, now that my rants at the angry whale non-experts are over (and to be honest, I’m still shocked that people are so angry over a dying baby whale), it’s time for the best time! Erasure poetry of angry comments! Only two this time because I used up all my fuel rambling earlier on.




Catch you on the flip side (I think we should all say that more in real life). Rest well in whale heaven baby Toa.



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