The sordid history of the West is rife with tales of people who view nature as a beast to be tamed, a bird whose wings must be clipped to remove the gift of flight, then confined to a cage where it perches looking longingly at the free skies where it once danced starting with a few flaps of elegantly clothed wings. This abominable act so a human may keep beauty chained in their isolationist home while keeping the natural world long ago abandoned by the naked ape at many arms' length. They fail to realize, the captured bird is suffering the ignominy of prison life, is but a shell, a husk, the chaff of a once free and independent soul.
