I’m not naïve enough to say that war is strictly a human thing. It’s not. Hell, the sky above my house right now looks like the Battle of Britain. Instead of Junkers and Spitfires dueling for supremacy, I have hawks and crows. They’re just going at it. One side launches an attack and the other defends. Then the other side attacks and that gets pushed back. Meanwhile, a pair of bald eagles sit high up on one tree and watch it all. I imagine they’re up there heckling like Statler and Waldorf.
Humans are worse with this. Humans will fight with anyone, over anything. Period. At least the birds are territorial. Humans will flip bullets at each other because someone said something a second party didn’t like. Humans will beat the hell out of each other because a group of professional athletes they support lost a game. Hell, that happens sometimes when the team wins. Whenever an “American” professional sport crowns a champ, we all prep for the overnight riots…usually a bunch of hooligans turning over cars and lighting shit on fire because a group of millionaires won a game. Humans will fight over anything. Seriously. Anything. Whether it’s a 5 gallon can of gas, a tanker of crude, or a whole damn oilfield…we will fight over anything.
Matt Hardman 