Showing posts with label bad birder habits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad birder habits. Show all posts

Thursday, January 30, 2014

The Human Birdwatcher Project Presents: Swallowgate

I have written of sketchy birders. I have written of stringers, assholes, liars, and the clueless. What the Human Birdwatcher Project has not covered are birders who take dishonesty to such a level that it is truly staggering. As the nation's #7 birder, you can bet the Global Birder Ranking System has me plugged deeply in to the national rumor mill. My little birds are everywhere, as Lord Varys would say, and they sing many songs to me. You would not believe what they have been telling me lately...

It all started out innocently enough...a young birder doing a Big Year in his home state. He set out to conquer the state's big year record, and he succeeded. There was press coverage, much fanfare, and glory. But very quickly, things turned for the worst...he tumbled from those lofty heights like a Snow Goose full of birdshot . His big accomplishment was nothing more than a vulgar display of myopic arrogance.

Let's set the stage. The year before he set out to shatter the record, he found a state first Violet-green Swallow, which was photographed...but no one else ever saw it, despite other observers rushing to find it. Of course, it is always suspicious when a single observer has a pattern of finding rare birds that otherwise go unseen...but if there is a photo, who can argue with that? During his big year, more than one of his self-found/single-observer rarities were photographed, so there was no real reason for concern.

The obvious problem with photos is that they can be faked...but no birder would ever do that...right? What would be the point? I can only see one...where you want to convince people that you are a hot-shit birder. You want that reputation, which ostensibly sounds crazy, but that is something that some birders find to be very, very important...perhaps because you have nothing else. In fact, for whatever reason, you want that reputation more than you care about watching birds themselves...which seems to defeat the whole idea of "birdwatching" in the first place, and violates the golden rule of birding: don't lie. You can be a dipshit, you can be unskilled, you can be a bad person, and birders will still tolerate you as one of them. But for god's sake, don't lie.

It has come to light that this birder has done just that...through some brilliant detectivework that make other bird police forces look sloppy and lazy by comparison, his state first photo was discovered to have been taken not in his state at all, but in Colorado. It was a farce, and he got caught...there was something amiss with the bird's tertial pattern, and data associated with the photo put the observer in the wrong state at the wrong time. My little birds tell me that after a period of complete denial that anything was wrong, he eventually claimed that the bird was real, he just thought that he could lubricate the record's passage by The Bird Police by using a decent photo. Of course, no one really believes that, and Violet-green Swallow turned out to not be the only rarity he documented with a photo of a different bird taken in a different state. The big year suddenly wasn't so big at all. State birders were plunged into a dark malaise...the light at the end of this tunnel was a long way off.

This is the closest thing one can get to "treason" in birding. With a fake state record and a fake record-breaking big year to claim as his, this birder is, for all intents and purposes, doomed. No birder will trust him for years to come...he will be haunted by the nightmare ghost of a Violet-green Swallow forever. His betrayal is known to many, and not only is he being actively shunned in his own state, but the entire American scene is taking notice. Instead of being a high-profile birder in his home state, his name is now in the toilet, and it will be for the foreseeable future.

Birders don't need this. Young birders do not need to have suspicions of stringing and lying cast upon them...hell, I'm in my 30s, and I still get doubted by old white birders who don't know they are dealing with #7. No birder needs to have the idea put in their head that they can do this and get away with it. Birders do not need to sacrifice a lot of time and money chasing after birds that exist only to serve as a "tick" on someone's fabricated list. eBird does not need fake data. Birders are hard to get along with as it is...if we can't trust what we tell each other, what do we have? Not anything that can be called a community, that's for sure.

And there you have it. Swallowgate. Take it to heart.

Friday, April 19, 2013

What's that? A flock of frugivorous Cerulean Warblers, you say?

As a masterful birderer, I am regularly dismayed and disappointed by how birders conduct themselves. This, of course, provides much of the reason for birderering in the first place, as you all know. As I've stated numerous times, one big reason birders get into birding is because they don't get along with people. Normally birders behaving especially strange or bizarrely aggressive do not get under my skin, but there is one frequent habit birders have on listservs/forums/Facebook that has led to this post.

To get into it simply and succinctly...when it comes to spelling and grammar, it's time for some of you to pull that huge stick out of your butt and lighten up. When birders whine and bitch about the misspellings or bad grammar of others in public forums, it typically comes off somewhere between incredibly pretentious and profoundly pathetic. If you have the type of personality that requires such a shallow level of oneupsmanship that it warms your frigid heart to spitefully correct people's spelling and grammar errors...then it's time you take a good hard look at yourself. This widespread trait is one of many, many reasons why birders will always be NERDS.

Is the world going to end when someone wrote "their" when they meant "there"?  If someone abbreviated Barn Swallow to BASW instead of BARS, is the sky going to fall? Next time you work yourself up into what is probably a first-world-white-male-self-righteous rage, realize that you are making ALL BIRDERS look like very small and insignificant people. Your friends can often see what you are posting on Facebook, and there are always new and curious birdwatchers who are just getting their feet wet in the other online venues we prefer to communicate in. Don't turn them off!

Your snarky spelling or bird code correction isn't going to make the world a better place, believe it or not. If someone writes me about the big flock of CEWA they saw eating berries in a tree, I don't make some insipid comment about how unusual it is to see a flock of frugivorous Cerulean Warblers*...I'll tell them I'm glad the CEDW flock was so abiding and go on living my life.

I consider myself relatively well-versed in the spelings and them grammars, which is great and all, but I also am painfully aware that I often type without thinking. I make mistakes! So what? I wish I didn't, but my editor Booby Brittany is not always on hand to help. Some of us have better internal editors than others. I'm not trying to glorify being a poor communicator by any means...I just believe there are much more disturbing things out there for us nerds to get completely butthurt about.

To be fair, this dickish habit is surely alive and well in many types of nerd circles, not just birders. You are not alone. Of course, it is perfectly understandable to be bummed by a vulgar display of grammatical failure, but there are ways to address this without being an asshole. For example, share it with your nerd friends, instead of telling the writer that they are dumber than a bag of hammers. Hopefully, you don't require further instruction on how to avoid insulting someone.

This rant has been gradually building up over time (and no, not because of the flak I catch for my neverending spelling mistakes), so I just thought it should get out into the Birdosphere where it can cause damage at will. Of course, it will probably just alienate and disenfranchise me to a staggering proportion of my people, but ol' Number 7 needs to get the flock in shape now and again.

That's all for today, bring on the trolls!

* - Yes nerds, I do know CERW, you can relax.