What These Immigrant Parakeets of Brooklyn Can Teach Us About City Life
Among the delights of time spent with urban wildlife is the reminder to be quiet and patient—not an easy task for a New Yorker.
This is Sidewalk Naturalist, a new monthly column by Lenora Todaro which offers a portrait of New York City through its wildlife citizens, whose lives tell us something about the way we live in the fragile ecosystem that is the city today.
In the 1960s, so one story goes, a crate from Argentina unloaded from a cargo plane at Kennedy Airport was opened by a mob underling—and out flew a flock of green monk parakeets. The Argentinian government had implored farmers there to kill what it saw as agricultural pests, and to send in the dead birds’ feet as proof of their demise. When that program failed, the parakeets—more than sixty thousand of them—were rounded up and sent to America to sell in pet stores as exotic fauna. The flock in the box at JFK got free.
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Lenora Todaro is an editor at Off Assignment. She writes about books, travel, wildlife, soccer, and politics. Her work has appeared in the New York Times, the New York Times Book Review, the Atlantic, Salon, Bookforum, the Village Voice, and elsewhere. A native New Yorker, she has always been drawn to wildlife from roaches to rhinos. She is a docent at the Prospect Park Zoo. You can find her on Twitter and Instagram
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