Pseudorcas in the the Net
Sketched in a boat, at Iki Island Japan, during a slaughter of pseudorcas. An Iki fishermen once described for me his first experience of a pseudorca roundup. It was discomforting to observe no clear expression of their agony. If not suffering, then what was it the pseudorcas were experiencing? Did they just drift away? As I watched on the boat a fisherman kicked a pseudorca whose crime was forcing him into eye contact. There was something deeply communal about that stare. A few other fisherman gathered to stare back in curiosity. The pseudorca looked them over as well. It seemed unnerving, this gaze of death staring them in the face. Most of the fishermen did not have the words to discuss this act, even among themselves. During the brief moment when eye contact was sealed, the pseudorca had demonstrated its own awareness of their disgraceful deed.(From The Charged Border by Jim Nollman)
© jim nollman, 2004