I still remember the first time I saw a photo of a Thylacine. Not a photo, in fact, but a short film. I was maybe 16, and fighting insomnia. It was probably 1am, and was watching the Discovery Channel or the Learning Channel or something of that ilk. The program was about cryptozoology, and the narrator, trying to convince the viewer that past events have proven time and again that mysterious, “legendary” creatures do indeed exist, used the Thylacine as an example. The narrator explained that European explorers claimed a “tyger” inhabited Tasmania, but those who had not actually seen it scoffed. It sounded so impossible! A tiger that looked like a dog!
Then, there on the tv, they showed it. Two or three seconds of grainy footage of the coolest animal I had ever seen.
Of course, this was before my family even had a computer, let alone the internet. But I remembered it’s name, and I wanted more.
That two seconds of film changed me. At first, my curiosity was simply piqued a bit. On a trip to Portland I spent an afternoon in Powell’s, reading through the zoology section, where I learned quite a bit about the worlds coolest animal. I was hooked.
Extinction was not something I thought about. Things die. Fuck 'em (teenage attitude on display, right there). But this animal that had so throughly grabbed my attention was… gone? No way! I want to see one! I couldnt believe that, extinction was something that happened to the dinosaurs, not neat-o marsupials that just blew the ‘awesome’ scale past 11.
I started studying extinction, and the effect man has on the natural world. From a I-dont-give-a-shit teenager, I slowly changed into a conservationist. I knew, still do know, people who hunt simply for the “joy” of killing. I don’t even want to understand that type of thinking, it is so alien to me. The fact the humans can, in the space of a hundred years and a bit, completely wipe out an entire species, boggles the mind.
The Dutch first sighted Tasmania in 1642. The British built the first settlement in 1803. 133 years later the Thylacine was extinct.
75 years ago today, the last Thylacine froze to death in a Hobart zoo. That sucks.