OK, so we are waking up to the
benefits of a healthy wolf population. Yet many of us can't shake our built-in
anti-wolf bias. It seems to be deep within our DNA. How did it get there? I
believe a basic reason is that we've been in competition with wolves from long
ago. Dogs were smart enough to tame themselves tens of thousands of years ago,
when they saw it would be advantageous to partner with us on the hunt. Humans
and dogs both profited from the collaboration. The wolf, however, stayed wild.
Since it preyed on many of the same game animals that humans did, we became
adversaries. It's like two guys wooing the same gal, who thus become arch
enemies.
When humans evolved from
hunter-gatherers to farmers, over ten thousand years ago, wolves really became
hostile for us. As we settled down, we domesticated sheep and cows—transforming
them into docile, dumb livestock that idly consumed vegetation. It was as if
humans had generously offered easy meals to wolves. Why put effort into chasing
down a fleet-footed deer, when a tasty meal just stood there—waiting to be
consumed? Those human tribes who tended their flocks especially came to see
wolves as an enemy.
And any enemy is a being to fear.
Put another way, any critter that we fear tends to become an enemy. We put
distance between us and them, which makes it easier to regard them as the
“other,” and hence to sanction violence against them. We see this being played
out today, as those in power stoke fears of immigrants—encouraging citizens to
become frightened of how they might distort our society.
There have been many opportunities
in the past to feel fearful of wolves. In medieval times humans clustered in
small, rural groups that had cleared a few trees for farming. Surrounding these
clusters of small communities were primeval forests, filled with wild creatures
who seemed terrifying. Many tales described the dreadful happenings of those
who ventured into the woods. All sorts of terrifying beasts lurked out there.
The Middle Ages further filled the
heads of people with fears of wolves. We came to imagine that wolves were bad.
Horrible events like the Black Plague stoked those fears, as wolves fed on the
stacks of corpses. We further magnified our terror, into images of what they
might do, if we didn't stop them. The howling of wolves at night brought dread
to our soul.
Some of our hatred of wolves stemmed
from a kind of transference of our own violence onto them. Religion played its
role in this process, as Christians viewed the wilderness as ungodlike. We
humans did not have dominion over the wild animals. Dante put the wolf in hell,
as a symbol of greed. Unfortunate humans who were labeled as werewolves were
burned at the stake, in the Middle Ages.
Thus wolves found themselves as the
blackguards in many stories... Little Red Riding Hood being just one example.
Aesop's Fables—dating back to the sixth century BCE—cast wolves as evil beings.
Plays and songs have long portrayed wolves as lurking, threatening beasts.
Fairy tales were written by adults,
to provide entertainment and moral lessons for children. With each passing
generation a new wave of offspring were inculcated with the propagandistic
dogma that wolves are depraved. The second definition in the American Oxford
Dictionary of wolf is “the name used in similes and metaphors to refer to a
rapacious, ferocious, or voracious person or thing... a man who habitually
seduces women.” Even Sigmund Freud and Erich Fromm weighed in on the sexual and
violent images of wolves!
After centuries of framing wolves as
vile creatures, some of us are beginning to appreciate their role in a stable
ecosystem. It's an uphill battle, however, to change public opinion in their
favor. Maybe we need a few movies and fairy tales that cast wolves as the
caring social, cooperating, playful creatures they are; who play a vital role
in Mother Nature's plan.
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