DUCKS, NOT SO DUMB AFTER ALL . . . MATE FOR LIFE . . . TAKING THEIR TIME!
I am not sure, if there is some, natural phenomena, going on this year, at California Bridge, or what, but there are tons more ducks, than, there have been in passed years. Someone the other day, said there were, literally, he thought, 700 ducks! I know there were a lot, but, I would have guessed, several hundred, or half that, but who knows? I may have come to the mating dance and game late, on the Clark Fork, but, I generally take a walk to the Bridge in any kind of semi-good weather, and check out the ducks, and the blue herons, and osprey. Last year, and osprey, rocket bombed, the ducks, and hit the mud, getting his head, stuck and his, wild, wing span of feathers, were flopping and flapping in the shallow end of the river, landing him, smack dab in the middle of all the ducks . . . but, generally, there are, a few pairs, 8 or so, and soon with babies. That was not the stage I saw this week, maybe just lasting a day or two, and the couples fly off home together?
A LARGE FLOCK, RAFT, GATHERING OR PADDLE OF DUCKS--MALES AND FEMALES, ALL TOGETHER IN A MASSIVE GROUP, SWIMMING TOGETHER, BUT NOT IN PAIRS? WHAT THE HELL?
I stood on the Bridge for some time, and just watched the ducks to see, what the hell, they were all up to, other than, being fed, by people, as interested in the large group and what was gong on. Every once in a while, I would notice, a pair or two, male and female, get out of the group and wonder off into the nearby, weed, grass, and drift wood . . . but, just when, I thought, the mating had started, the two would, come back to the river, just as fast as they left, and get back in the water? Been there. Fuck that? What her feathers were not up to speed? His, bill was, a bit short? LOL. I was still puzzled by what, exactly was taking place . . . but the thought, came to me . . . that resembles the human dating, patterns, pretty close, but there was not, copulating, and fucking going on, no baby making, just a quick, waddle up the banks and back down again? Dry ducks? LOL. It really just seemed like a big, mosh pit of ducks, up to no good! LOL.
A DAY OR TWO LATER, THERE SEEMED TO BE MORE PAIRING GOING ON, BUT IT WAS SKETCHY, AT BEST . . . YOU WOULD SEE, SEVERAL COUPLES, THAT SEEMED, TO LIKE EACH OTHER, AND SOME THAT WERE HANGING TOGETHER, BUT NOT CLOSE, JUST FLOATING ALONG THE RIVER, NEAR EACH OTHER, BUT, NOT LIKE THE PAIRS THAT SEEMED TO BE CONNECTED? THERE WERE GROUPS OF ONE FEMALE, AND THREE MALES, OR VISA VERSA, WITH THE FEMALES INTERESTED IN ONE MALE . . . WHEN TWO LOOKED, LIKE THEY WERE ABOUT TO MATCH UP, OR TO HOOK UP, A FEMALE MALLARD, MIGHT, PICK AT ANOTHER MALE'S BUTT FEATHERS, TO DRIVE HIM AWAY, OR SHE MAY, DRIVE A FEMALE, DOUBLE TEAMING THE MALE SHE WAS INTERESTED IN. MALE DUCKS, TENDED TO DO THE SAME, AND SEEMED TO START TO GET TERRITORIAL WITH THEIR MATES, MUCH LIKE THE FEMALES, CHASE ANOTHER SUITOR AWAY, OR PECK ANOTHER, FEMALE AWAY, NARROWING IT DOWN TO THE PAIR!
FASCINATING TO WATCH, AND SO, HUMAN, REALLY!
The last process, seemed to be, a complete and utter, surrender to the pair or other . . . the two would swim off together, away from the crowd, some would fly off together, and often, I noticed, that once, there was a pair, the female followed the male duck . . . interesting, but true to human nature, too, given the fact, that the female bears the eggs, and tends to the nest, the male, the protector, or the one to scope out, the terrain and territory for predators, or a threat to the newly formed family, that made sense. The male is the more colorful of the pair, and that is so, he can distract, predators, from the nest, while the female duck is laying eggs or sitting on the eggs, hiding her in the foliage, while, he draws the attraction away from his family, and brings the line of sight onto himself. The colors, in some species of birds, is for the male, to attract, the females, until he gets a mate. There is some application to the human race here too . . . a woman is no more vulnerable, in her life, than she is pregnant or with, a baby, or small child, she is trying, to protect, herself, or nurture. She needs protection from predators, both large and small, or from any threat to the couple's young, if they are to survive.
Today at the Pov. a few of us, gals, in the HEN HOUSE, or the WOMEN'S LOUNGE, got talking about, domestic violence, since, on of the chicks, has been attending and anger management class, she loves, with all females! The previous class, is for the males . . . the women, say, they love the class, the men, hate it, the gals, cry and share stories, the men, sit silently. The teacher, said, she is going to leave the notes from the men's, anger management class on the board, so the women, can see what men, really think about women! Good idea. LOL. She said, you would be surprised, in a modern era, that it is often, keep them barefoot and pregnant, and home on the farm! There is still that, instinctual, feeling of, I am bigger, and stronger than, you are, so, you better do what I tell you to do, or else! Now, compare that to the duck world. The male is generally, bigger, more colorful, and for damn good reason, to PROTECT THE FEMALE AND THEIR YOUNG! This strength, is not to bully, to control, tu exercise power over, the female when she is most vulnerable, but to keep her safe, and even drawing, predators, be it bill collectors, or threatening, menacing males, outside the relationship, from, creating havoc in the family or paddle environment!
I DESERVED IT. WHAT, THIS DUDE IS TWICE YOUR SIZE AND HE HIT YOU IN THE FACE, AND KNOCKED YOUR TOOTH OUT?
THERE IS NO FUCKING, EXCUSE FOR ABUSE!
The chick, who, was ordered into, anger management, classes, is a professional nurse, who, told me the story of how she got into counseling and that fucked up her nursing license, and she has to reapply, but she, and her teacher, wonder, how, a man, twice her size, who can easily, protect himself, from her, no matter what the woman, does, almost, but some don't, but, if they tried, they could surely stop, any type of surface blow. I think, this guy, boyfriend, and her were fighting, and he got in her face, and she grabbed the closest thing, to her, the top of her, candy dish, a small one, and hit him with it . . . THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR ABUSE, NO MATTER WHO IS DOING IT, SMALL OR LARGE, BUT A 6'4" MAN, AGAINST A 5'7" WOMEN, IS ALMOST A JOKE, THAT HE COULDN'T HAVE STOPPED THE BLOW . . . THE OTHER WAY AROUND, NOT SO, POSITIVE, SHE COULD GUARD HERSELF, JUST GIVEN THE HEIGHT AND WEIGHT DIFFERENCE!
I know this woman, have for years, off and on, through, the last year or so, in and out of the Pov. her, meeting her on the bus, just recently, back in the Pov. me . . . I am like having, 10,000 abusive boyfriends, WHATEVER NUMBER OF COPS IN THE LAW ENFORCEMENT COMMUNITY, FEDS INCLUDED! It is interesting, that she brought up, the statistics, that I wrote in my domestic violence and sexual assault manual, for police and prosecutors, back in 1996, as staff attorney for the Utah Prosecution Council, Utah Criminal Enforcement Division, AG's Office . . . that, it takes a woman, 8 or 9 severe beatings before she will leave her husband, lover, boyfriend--the thought came to me, how many times have I, returned to Missoula, to get the same fucking results? 8 or 9 times? Probably, at least that! I should be able to live where I want to live! RIGHT? Same thing happened in Seattle, in a city of 7 to 8 million, and it is too small for me and my ex-lover, a port authority cop?
Why do they go back? Love. Support. They believe it will not happen again. Money. Baby daddy issues. Protection financially, or shared burden. Scared to leave. Threats. Sex. There are many reasons, and it is almost, that, until her life is in jeopardy, and mine, is, will she leave permanently!
COP STING OPS CHOKE-OFF, STOPPED ME FROM BLOGGING THIS MORNING LIKE I INTENDED!
HONEY TRAP, UNDERCOVER COPS, COMPETITION . . . BULL ELK, BEING CHALLENGED, WITH ME IN THE MIDDLE? WHO CAN MORE EASILY ASK YOU WHERE YOU ARE GOING, TO SEND THE TROOPS, FEELING THREATENED BY A YOUNGER SUITOR? DURING THE RUT SEASON, MALES, CAN FIGHT TO THE DEATH, OVER, THE FEMALE THEY WANT . . .WHAT IF, MEN, SEE THEMSELVES, A JUST PART OF THE ANIMAL KINGDOM, AND DEATH IS A FAIR, FIGHT? I WANT YOU TO WANT ME . . . CHEAP TRICKS . . . GOT THE RESULT YOU WANTED? BULL ELK CAME TO LATE TO THE SCENE? STRANGE, THIS GAME, WITH NEW RULES, AND UNDERLYING, AGENDAS!
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