Many of the readers of this blog will remember ‘buzzardgate’, the subsequent u-turn and the licences granted to control buzzards in 2013.
The thorny issue of licenses for buzzard control reappeared today when Natural England issued a licence permitting the control of up to 10 buzzards to “prevent serious damage to young pheasants”.
The killing of a recovering British bird of prey to protect an introduced gamebird for the benefit of commercial interest is wrong. The decision sets a worrying precedent. What will be next? Red kites, peregrines, hen harriers?
Buzzard flying free from harm? Ben Hall, rspb-images.com
The fact that these commercial interests remain private and confidential is the second troubling point. Where is the transparency in this decision? As an issue of public interest why must it remain confidential?
Most importantly, I believe the legal framework behind this decision is broken. There needs to be a public policy debate about how can it be right that as a growing number of gamebirds are released, a protected bird of prey is in the firing line to safeguard a shootable surplus of pheasants.
Forty five million pheasants and six million red-legged partridge are released into the countryside each year. We don’t know what the ecological consequences of this introduction are but it’s hardly surprising that it attracts predators. The loss of some of these gamebirds is an inevitable consequence of doing business. Natural predators should not be bearing the cost in this instance. What we really need is the gamekeeping industry to identify ways in which they can live alongside buzzards and invest in protecting their poults without resorting the lethal control.
Some might say about our position, you control wildlife, what's wrong with people controlling buzzards to protect pheasants?
This misses the point entirely.
The control of predators is sometimes necessary for conservation and the RSPB is open about its use of such control on its own reserves (see here). Deciding to use lethal predator control is something we never take lightly, it is always a last resort after other methods of non-lethal control have failed. But there is a fundamental difference here. We use it in order to protect and conserve a public good, species already under pressure, delivering nature that all can see and enjoy. In the case of the buzzard license, the control is designed to protect a private, commercial interest.
Whilst some will try to paint it as such, this isn’t about the RSPB deploying an anti-shooting agenda through the back door, this is about us wanting to see a public debate around our relationship as a country with the natural world in the 21st century.
A test of a modern society is one that tolerates predators and finds ways to live in harmony with them. Reaching for the gun, every time there is a perceived conflict, is the wrong response.
What do you think about this decision?
It would be great to hear your views.
I have just received an email from David North in response to the issuing of permits to control buzzards. I thought I would share...
Buzzard looks down
On the men from the Estate
Come with permits from DEFRA
To destroy his nest.
On these men
Who will never know
What it is to soar
On wings lifted by sun-warmed air
Buzzard looks down on men
What it is to ride thermals
He plays with clouds
And renders the works of men
Cars, roads, houses, whole villages
To mere toys,
Buzzard’s play things
They say this is their wood
But buzzard knows different
He owns what he sees
And he sees much
With patient sure eyes
He has watched seasons change
Green brown, bare
Sat high in these oaks and watched stars turn
While winds howled and trees creaked
Has felt the hammer lash of hail
The soft coldness of snow
Buzzard has sat here in this wood they say they own
As countless nights brightened to dawn
Seen a thousand sunrises
Sat here through winter nights that dressed every branch white with frost
On their pheasants
Holds them in the contempt of talons
These birds that know nothing of soaring
That struggle to fly higher than tree tops
And feed on grain
He knows this wood as they never will
He owns skies
He possesses clouds
He needs no permits
David North