Consider the gulls of the air

Feb 22nd, 2009 | By | Category: Ireland

A pair of seagulls soar to and fro over the road; a cacophony of squawks disturbs the calm of Sunday lunchtime.  What are they doing here?  The sea is no more than a mile away, but what fare is to be found by a pair of herring gulls flying down the dual carriageway?

In childhood days in England, it used to be said that the presence of the gulls inland signified bad weather at sea;  I never knew whether the assertion was true.  We lived 15-20 miles from the sea and the gulls were not uncommon.  In the autumn, when the plough would turn over the stubble left by the summer crop; the gulls seemed to appear by the flock.  Perhaps it was stormy at the coast; perhaps they were just chancers, making the most of the opportunities that came their way.

Taking Collins’ Birds of Britain and Europe from the shelf, it says that herring gulls are, ‘Very sociable, often on waste tips’ and that their food is, ‘fish, small animals, carrion, waste’.  Small animals? I never knew that; it casts them in a different light from their pretence of being benign creatures forming part of picturesque landscapes as they sit on mooring posts and at the top of masts.  It also shows them capable of flexibility, of being able to adapt to their circumstances as necessary.

Maybe gulls are the ultimate natural survivors. Well, perhaps not the ‘ultimate’, that accolade would be shared by cockroaches, which seem immune even to being jumped on; and rats, which once climbed the leg of the table in a place where I was staying and made off with half the packet of ‘Carr’s Melts’ I had taken six thousand miles with me for comfort eating (I hadn’t the heart to eat the remainder of the packet!).  However, in the event of a nuclear holocaust, the cockroaches and the rats would probably not have the planet to themselves.

The gulls seem to have extraordinary communication system.  How do they know to leave their seaside town on a September afternoon because Farmer Giles is ploughing the top ten acres outside a village twenty miles away?  Do they have scouts who fly around thinking to themselves, ‘Wheat’s been cut there, there’ll be a plough there before the month is out’?

The ability to adapt rapidly to changed circumstances; to be able to survive in an environment very different from what’s been familiar; these were traits that the gulls once shared with human beings.  Somewhere we humans have lost the capacity to adapt, to adjust to our circumstances.  A sudden change in a human situation does not evoke a gull-like response, instead it prompts moans, and calls to phone-in programmes, and the expectation that someone, somewhere, should do something.  Sometimes there is nothing to be done, except to try to cope. If you live in a small country with little power, even the vainest of your politicians has to admit that there is not much they can do.  We need gull-like political leaders; people who can show us how to adapt; people who can lead us to where we can find a future.

Two thousand years ago, there was a wandering Jewish preacher who knew about the cleverness of the gulls and others like them.  Turning to his listeners, he said, ‘Consider the birds of the air . . .

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  1. On Friday morning on the hill in Stillorgan there was a black bag full of rubbish from the take away there. It had been run over by many cars and the contents were displayed all over the road. The gulls found it from where ever they had been hiding and they were having a great time. The motorists were having a very hard time trying to get around the birds while they had their feast. I am sure the good news spread from branch to branch in their birdy network and it was a wonderful day for them.

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