Stalking

Is that a Plymouth Road Runner I see?

West Marin residents have lately been reporting a strange sight on Highway 1 near the Slide Ranch turnoff. It’s all the talk at Beth’s Community Kitchen in Bolinas and elsewhere: A coyote has taken to staring down automobile drivers as they drive through this twisting, turning section of highway, before attacking the car and then skulking off back into the wilderness. The coyote runs up to the cars, usually at night, forcing drivers to stop as the beast stares and sniffs around the vehicle.

The locals think the coyote is high on "magic mushrooms" -- probably because they are themselves. But the local humane society had this to say:

“One possibility is that the coyote has been fed, and this is a real problem for us in Marin,” Bloch says. “It’s possible that someone was feeding him and thinking that it’s cool, and magical and mystical to have a coyote eating out of his hand.”

That, unfortunately, is probably exactly what's been happening. Only the micro-brains in California would feed coyotes. They're called varmints for a reason. (The coyotes, that is; I've much worse monikers for Californians.)

The article goes on to state that while coyotes were successfully controlled in the 1950s as a threat to cattle, (and pretty much everything else that moves, including children), the modern mush-minded morons who dwell in the state have decided to bring them back in force. It's estimated there are as many as three-quarters of a million of them in the state today. At the rate the damned things breed, they'll outnumber people in the state in another twenty years. Maybe the Californians will enjoy being the main course on Wile E. Coyote's dinner docket.