Internationell täckning av tragedin i Kolmården

Jag blev lite nyfiken på hur internationell media täckte tragedin i Kolmården. För det första kan man konstatera att Reuters, AP, NewsCore och AFP alla skickat ut nyhetstelegram baserade på TTs rapportering. Det var förväntat och inte mer än kanske 15 rader. Men finns det analyser och kommentarer där ute? Vad står det i dem?

Sidan Monsters and critics har en riktigt intressant vinkling på händelsen. Där har man valt att intervjua National Geographics medarbetaren Casey Anderson. Anderson har arbetat mycket med vargar men framför allt med grizzlybjörnar. Han har erfarenheter av liknande händelser som han beskriver på detta sätt:

I returned to the remaining wolves. The pack was still in a highly anxious state, and Dakota, still separate and standing alone, his head held low like he has just received a beating.  He was one of my favorite wolves.  Dakota was like a giant puppy when it came to interacting with me.  He was a strong, big wolf, that had piercing yellow eyes. But deep down he was almost like a big lap dog, and loved his belly rubbed. 
I squatted down and called to him in a baby voice.  He wagged his tail in response and started to squirm over to me in a submissive excitement.  When he reached me, something suddenly changed.  I remember his eyes first.  They were dilated, only a sliver of the golden yellow color remained in his now dark empty shark like eyes. Now face to face, he bared his teeth toward me, something he had never happened before.  I stood up quickly, confused and angry.  I yelled at him sternly "NO!"   The sharp word was echoed with the sound of the tearing of heavy denim and flesh from the back of my leg. Denali, another adult male wolf had just sunk his teeth through my insulated Carhartt overalls into my hamstring. There was more than one shark in this tank.   I whirled around and confronted my attacker.  Again, I yelled a very unforgiving "No" and pointed my finger at him, which was all I could try and do at this stage."
"I was completely baffled by the way the wolves were reacting.  Just as i regained my bearings after being bitten, i was suddenly attacked from behind again.  This time, when I turned, it was Dakota, the wolf I thought was my biggest ally.  I remember the crushing pressure of his massive jaws as they popped through my calf.  I was lost in confusion and panic.  As I stared into Dakota's empty eyes, i was sucker punched from behind again. When I spun to face what was now a full-on assault, the world went into slow motion.  There was no sound, just the ominous image of a pack of eight wolves surrounding me.  There was nothing else in the world but me and the ring of savage canines that were closing in."
"Their eyes were all dark and emotionless.  Their tails flicked back and forth as they each lunged in and took their turn chomping down on my legs.  When I would turn to face a wolf, another was attacking me from behind.  I screamed for help, but I knew I was alone.  All of my co workers had left for the day. There was no one for miles.  My screams became more desperate,  my increasing panic only fueled the frenzy of the wolf pack .  I kicked and screamed. All I could do was just try and keep my balance as each wolf delivered a gripping bite and tried to tug me to the ground.  If I was to fall now, I would never get up, certain to die in the terror of a wild dog pile. I threw empty punches, and twisted violently around and around like a terrorized tornado."
"They continued to swarm me relentlessly and I could feel my adrenaline laden body begin to succumb to fatigue.  In my attempt to escape, I had somehow made my way to the fence amidst the craze.  I jumped over the four foot high fence and crumpled to the ground.  I looked up, and eight sets of empty, black wolf eyes peered at me through the wire.  I rose to my feet slowly and assessed the damage.
There I stood, in what were insulated heavy denim overalls,  now shredded blood-stained "Daisy Duke" shorts.  My legs looked like hamburger and every puncture hole leaked a stream of red that now weaved its way through the hair of my legs.  I staggered to my truck.  I had a 45 minute drive to the hospital, all alone, no phone.  I needed to get there before I passed out from shock or loss of blood.  My legs throbbed in pain the entire way, and i could feel my head getting lighter."

 Intressant berättelse, och på sitt sätt skrämmande. Hans kommentarer till händelsen i Kolmården är:

"A wolf pack is a very socially dynamic system.  Every individual has it's spot and is treated accordingly.  Fights, blood, and teeth is an everyday experience in the pack.  For a wolf, it is just a way of life.  As a caretaker of a wolf pack, a person will also fit into this hierarchy.  This structure is ever evolving and ever changing in status, mostly determined by the strongest animals.  A human that is embedded into the structure usually is at the top, and is the dominate 'animal', and is not exempt of the rules of the pack.  But like every wolf pack in the world, the rest of the pack is waiting and watching for its opportunity to move up the ranks."

"I do not know exactly what happen that day in Sweden but I can only speculate.  It started with one wolf testing the woman, she reacted the wrong way.  This would catch the eye of the rest of the pack, who would then move in and surround her.  Alone, she likely panicked and was confused by the situation, as these wolves were her friends.  This would be the catalyst to her fate.  She likely fought back in self preservation. The heightened tension would fuel the attack until she was brought to absolute submission. When you decide to work with wild animals, this is a risk that is very real.  In this case, she was killed by the wolves that she loved."
"She should have never entered that enclosure alone and should have been armed with bear pepper spray or the like. We as humans have advantages with the use of tools and our mind.  When you take that away and get to common ground with the wild, you can also be part of its beautiful savagery.

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