Hopefully somebody who lives in New Jersey near Weehawken will see this and be able to do something.
This is probably the most trivial diary I will ever write. But tonight there is a little brown duck caught in some nylon fishing string on some old pilings for a pier. It is desperately trying to escape and cannot. It will die if not of exhaustion, then exposure and if not exposure then starvation and if not starvation then strangulation.
On the Hudson River facing New York City, just outside the Lincoln Tunnel is a small office park called Lincoln Harbor. Behind the Sheraton Hotel there, is a parking lot surrounded by a promenade. At the Southern Corner of this promenade are the remains of a decaying pier. Mostly just the stumps of the pilings rotting away.
While waiting for the ferry to the city I took a walk to that corner of the promenade as I was about to leave I noticed two ducks, one was feeding. The other seemed to be desperately swimming but not going anywhere. A closer look revealed that its neck was caught in a loop of some fishing string which was attached to the piling.
I don't know much about birds, but I can see that these aren't the usual ducks that are in the area in the summer. Their bodies are brown with a black heads with black stripes on the wings. I hope it isn't endangered. I'm sure if I pass on Monday it's singular body will be attached lifelessly to the string there, with it's partner being forced to move on without it.
If I lived in the area I would have come back with some tool, ( a broom handle perhaps ), to try and free it. But I don't and I don't know of any authority which would be interested in the fate of one little brown duck.
But seeing another instance of the devastation this modern world inflicts on the natural world the preceded it, bummed my evening. I'm sorry if this little tale has had a similar effect on yours.
But it is all I can do for a little brown duck.
I'm sorry.
UPDATE: I am reading and taking all suggestions in the comments