Interesting conversation
I like comment by Allen
‘should not be too inhumane’
I like comment by Juanse
‘I do not think humane is the word here’
Bravo!!
There is NO humane way to kill any
living creature. It is the humans
responsibility in their ‘rule over other
living creatures’ to find the ‘least
inhumane’ way of killing another
living creature when the “need” arises,
and it should be described as such,
‘least inhumane.’
WEBSTER:
Humane - marked by compassion,
sympathy, or consideration for humans
or animals.
I see no 'killing' in humane.
Humanity to bees was for several hundred
years used a totally different context than
I am seeing put forth on this thread.
How far have we advanced?
To example this, we need to look back
a few hindered years to the movement
against inhumane treatment of bees.
Nut, Huish, Bevan, Langstroth,
Neighbour, all spoke of humanity to bees.
Perhaps the most descriptive account
of the inhumane treatment of bees was by
James Thomson, a British poet born 1700,
at Ednam, near Kelso, in Scotland. Who was
perhaps best known for his poetic works
titled; The Seasons. In his Autumn, Thomson
includes a graphic description of the
destruction of bees.
Bevan, langstroth and many other beekeeping
greats quote Thompson in their quest for
humanity to bees. As well I also quote
Thompson for the same.
Autumn
by James Thomson
Year 1730
Starting on Line 1170
Ah, see where, robbed and murdered, in that pit
Lies the still heaving hive! at evening snatched,
Beneath the cloud of guilt—concealing night,
And fixed o'er sulphur: while, not dreaming ill,
The happy people, in their waxen cells,
Sat tending public cares, and planning schemes
Of temperance, for Winter poor; rejoiced
To mark, full flowing round, their copious stores,
Sudden the dark oppressive steam ascends;
And, used to milder scents; the tender race,
By thousands tumble from their honeyed domes,
Convolved and agonizing in the dust.
And was it then for this you roamed the Spring,
Intent from flower to flower? For this you toiled
Ceaseless the burning summer heats away?
For this in Autumn, searched the blooming waste,
Nor lost one sunny gleam? For this sad fate?
O, man! tyrannic lord! how long, how long
Shall prostrate Nature groan beneath your rage,
A waiting renovation? When obliged,
Must you destroy? of their ambrosial food
Can you not borrow; and, in just return,
Afford them shelter from the wintry winds;
Or, as the sharp year pinches, with their own
Again regale them on some smiling day?
Best Wishes
Joe Waggle
http://pets.groups.yahoo.com/group/HistoricalHoneybeeArticles/
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