I assumed for the longest time that we had a much firmer grasp on the number of living species on the planet. Apparently we barely know anything, which is making me think slightly differently both about the discovery and the loss of species. The discovery of a new variety of snub-nosed monkey or the rediscovery of an extinct giant tortoise feels as a bit less of a surprise now. I am glad it garners media attention, because taxonomists need all the attention they can get. At the same time the extinction of a particular type of creature doesn’t seem as devastating. Surely, the death of a species is the Theory of Evolution doing its job. The idea that every species needs to be preserved is strange. The fact that our children might not see a particular type of animal shouldn’t be much of a factor. I understand the concern when humans eradicate a certain habitat and a species nears extinction, but at the same time our own role as predators on this planet needs to be seriously considered. The idea that we as a species should expand where we live and increase our population without eradicating other species of animals seems to be a ridiculous idea. This was never the case for any other animal. There should be a serious discussion about what are the effects of our presence on the planet in terms of other species and what should be our concerns, because trying to keep habitats preserved and expand at the same time is impossible. The word “extinction” has such negative connotations attached to it, but it’s what’s allowed us to be here. Surely some species had to disappear for ours to flourish. Wide varieties of animals have gone extinct in the past and life still thrives on the planet and that’s the beauty of the diversity of life that’s out there waiting to be cataloged.
Link to article on new species
– Jokubas Uogintas