Elinor Melville’s book, A Plague of Sheep, is a scary story about the Valle del Mezquital, a valley north of Mexico City. Spanish colonists arrived there in 1521. Melville describes the tragedy that occurred between then and 1600. The valley is located at high elevation in a tropical region. It has a cool and arid climate. Valle del Mezquital means “a valley where mesquite grows.” It got this name late in the seventeenth century, after it had been transformed into a barren land by an ecological revolution — a plague of sheep.
For the first hundred years of Spanish occupation, epidemics
repeatedly blasted the natives, who had no immunity. Between 1519 and 1620, the population of
Mexico fell by 90 to 95 percent. The
Aztec and Inca civilizations were overwhelmed.
When the Spanish arrived, the densely populated Valle del Mezquital was
home to the Otomi people, descendants of the once mighty Toltecs. They were farmers who grew maize, beans,
squash, chilies, tomatoes, amaranth, sage, and other crops. The surrounding slopes were a mix of grass
and forest. Vegetation cover kept the
soil moist, and there were a number of flowing springs. This water was used to irrigate the fields.
As the native population was reduced by disease, cropland was
abandoned, and became available for grazing.
The Spanish brought livestock which exploded in number because there was
abundant vegetation and they had no competition from indigenous grazing
animals. Overgrazing radically altered
the existing plant community, leading to irreversible changes.
The valley experienced an ungulate
irruption, in which abundant vegetation is converted into abundant
livestock that zoom past carrying capacity and then crash. Eventually, some form of equilibrium is
reached. In many ways, it’s similar to
the primate irruption that we’re experiencing today. The cattle and horses could not be convinced
to leave crops alone, so the herding eventually majored in sheep.
A severe epidemic from 1576 to 1581 sharply reduced the
Indian population, which brought an end to their dominance in the valley. Herding profits made sheep more valuable than
Indian farmers. Sheep rapidly grew in
number. While loggers cut trees for the
mining industry, thousands and thousands of sheep stripped the land of grasses
and young trees. The hills were
eventually deforested. Some locations
were stripped to bare soil, resulting in sheet erosion and gullies. The land dried out, and the springs stopped
flowing, which limited irrigation. By
1600, “the valley was a homogenous mesquite-dominated desert.”
This is not a story of paradise transformed into parking lots,
because the land was not a paradise in 1521.
Indians had lived there for thousands of years, and agriculture had not
improved the land. It encouraged erosion
and other problems. Without manure from
livestock herds, soil nutrients were depleted.
The megafauna extinctions of the Pleistocene eliminated most species of large
animals that may have been suitable for domestication in the Americas. The Incas had llamas. On the plus side, by not having livestock
herds, Native Americans suffered little from infectious diseases until the
Europeans arrived.
I got curious about the diet of the Indians. It must have been similar to what the Aztecs
ate in Mexico City, south of the valley.
Wikipedia informed me that Aztecs ate a number of wild animals,
including fish, fowl, gophers, iguanas, salamanders, deer, crayfish,
grasshoppers, ants, larvae, and insect eggs.
They also raised three domesticated animals for meat: turkeys, ducks,
and dogs.
With the introduction of sheep, and the intensive
overgrazing, the vitality of the Valle del Mezquital was sharply degraded. The Spanish had no experience with grazing in
this ecosystem. Their culture was market
driven, and maximizing the production of commodities was the path to prosperity
and respect. They lived as they were
taught to live.
Garrett Hardin’s essay, The
Tragedy of the Commons, declares that common lands are typically
degraded by selfish careless use, while private property is lovingly nurtured
by owners, because they have self interest in the long term productivity of the
land. But in the Valle del Mezquital,
most of the overgrazing was done on private lands. The owners were not illuminated with perfect
knowledge, and they blatantly disregarded local limits on herd sizes. Melville asserts that what happened in the
valley was nothing more than the result of good old fashioned ignorance. They didn’t know what they were doing, so
they could not foresee the long term consequences.
I fell out of my chair.
Ignorance! It’s so trendy to
blame our woes on capitalism and mobs of insanely ambitious greed heads. But our culture strongly encourages us to
pursue wealth and status, by any means necessary, to the best of our ability,
till the end of our days — Donald Trump is the ideal. Our culture disastrously fails to provide
everyone with a competent understanding of ecology and environmental
history. Imagine what this world would
be like if we ever produced just one well-educated generation. Our bizarre planet-wrecking mania would be
cured. Yippee!
Today, the Valle del Mezquital has enjoyed much progress, and
is home to impressive refineries, cement factories, and nuclear power
plants. It has become a thriving center
for the production of vegetable crops.
Irrigation now uses surface water (“black water”), which flows
downstream from Mexico City, highly enriched with untreated human and chemical
wastes. Crops grow like crazy in raw
sewage. But salinization of the soil is
increasing, which will eventually ruin the cropland.
The book has six chapters.
Five discuss the Valle del Mezquital, where grazing was introduced into
an agricultural region. One chapter
discusses Australia, where sheep were introduced to a wild ecosystem. Herders and herds exploded in number. Indigenous vermin, kangaroos, were
aggressively exterminated. By 1838, much
of New South Wales was “a naked surface without any perceptible pasture upon it
for the numerous half-starved flocks.”
Grasslands were rubbished in 7 to 20 years. The land dried out, erosion increased, and
floods became more frequent.
Do you notice a pattern here?
Now it’s the twenty-first century, and the civilized world is raging
with a devastating pandemic of get-rich-quick fever. Almost all of our graduating scholars are nearly
as ignorant as the Spanish settlers about ecological sustainability. All our grads are tirelessly trained to
believe that status seeking, via working and hoarding, is the purpose of life —
a plague of shoppers.
Melville, Elinor, A
Plague of Sheep, Cambridge University Press, New York, 1994.
2 comments:
I came across 'Pray for Calamity'. You may like it.
Hi Amarnath! The creator of Pray for Calamity is thinking up a storm, and a good writer. Interesting. Thanks!
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