I'm paid to watch you
Badgerland Comment: This
very well-written article from The
Times provides an excellent explanation of the extra-ordinary lengths
that MAFF are having to go to, to make sure the Krebs badger killing
experiment takes place. Who said we don't live in a
"police-state"?
MONDAY JANUARY 22 2001
Cover Story by Adrian Sherratt
The
Government has begun a £34 million badger cull to find out if they
pass bovine TB to cows. And when they're not trapping badgers, the
men from the Ministry stalk those on the badgers' side. Ann
Treneman reports.
I had gone to north Wiltshire to find out what
was happening to badgers there. As journalistic assignments go, it
didn’t seem that radical. The area is one of ten in the country
where badgers are being trapped and killed as part of government
research into TB in cows. The cull has been controversial -
criticised by farmers, MPs and activists - and information is hard
to come by. The Government does not give out “operational details”,
nor do the police. But the rumour was that the killing was about to
start.
I rang Sue Boyes-Korkis and her husband Malcolm Clark, who live
in the tiny village of Horton just outside Devizes. They run a
wildlife consultancy and occasional badger hospital. They have been
monitoring the cull in order to be on hand to rescue any orphaned
cubs. They said the 12-day trapping period was about to start and
agreed to take me round to see what the Ministry of Agriculture,
Fisheries and Food (MAFF) is up to.
So, I wondered, would it be balaclavas at dawn? “I don’t think
people still do that,” said Sue, rather gently.
Malcolm said to bring wellingtons and a packed lunch. Also, he
said, be prepared to be questioned by police. They were in plain
clothes and stopping people in the cull areas. Sometimes people were
videoed from a police helicopter. I laughed and said it sounded
unbelievable. In the next 24 hours my attitude would change
completely.
It is a cold morning and the swans in Devizes are not paddling
round their pond but sitting on its icy surface. We, on the other
hand, are turning into icicles on nearby Roundway Hill. We have gone
there for the spectacular view - you can see all the way to the
Salisbury Plain — and because MAFF had been setting traps in this
area the day before.
The car park is deserted. We walk on the path round the top of
the hill. To our left is a very steep decline. Sue points to a path
of flattened grass. “There’s a badger run. There’s a sett down
there. Do you want to see it?” I look down and ask if we are
abseiling but Sue is already skidding down the hill.
The only word to describe Sue when it comes to badgers is
passionate. She is thrilled to find grass and “bedding” littering
the entrance of one hole, saying it means a pregnant sow is
underneath our feet. She hates the cull, pointing out that there is
no proof that badgers pass on bovine TB to cows. This is true, but
the five to seven-year cull is aimed at examining exactly this
question. Sue and Malcolm believe the cull is unworkable and cruel.
Last year they helped to rescue four cubs whose mothers had been
killed.
Badgers are a protected species but the Government has given
itself permission to break the law to investigate the TB link. The
MAFF cull is a grand, if rather basic, experiment involving 202
dedicated staff at a cost of £34 million over seven years. Each of
the 300- square-kilometre areas is called a “triplet” and is divided
into three parts. One is for survey only, the second for “reactive”
culling of badgers near TB-infected cattle, the third for
“proactive” culling of all badgers. All dead badgers are tested for
bovine TB (usually about 20 per cent have it) and MAFF will be
monitoring how all of this affects TB in local cattle. No results
will be given until 2004.
North Wiltshire is called Triplet E and Roundway Hill is in the
“proactive” area. Last year 602 badgers died in Triplet E. The cull
takes place twice a year and is suspended during the main cub
season, from February until April. Each cull takes about a month.
First, MAFF “operatives” put down wire cage traps and sprinkle
peanuts round a sett. After two weeks, the traps are baited. Peanuts
are placed beneath a stone and a green piece of twine runs from the
stone to the trap door. When the stone is moved the trap is sprung.
The next day the badger will be shot with a pistol.
Back on our steep Wiltshire slope, Sue and Malcolm get out their
binoculars and scan the fields.
“Bingo!” shouts Sue.
She points to a green Land Rover two fields away. It is a MAFF
vehicle and, as we watch, three men walk towards it. One is carrying
a big bag of peanuts, the others have shovels. Sue and Malcolm think
they have been baiting traps and want to take me to two nearby setts
to check it out.
The MAFF men are looking at us through their own binoculars. We
head down the hill and, to our left, two other men appear in the
field below. Sue and Malcolm wonder if they are from MAFF or the
police. I say they might just be walkers. No reason to be paranoid,
after all. The men stop for a smoke and, just as we walk by, one of
them speaks.
“You’ll know the public rights of way then, will you?” he asks.
We say we do. He says we are not on a footpath. He says that he
doesn’t need to be on a footpath because he works here. Then he
tells us that the nearest footpath is three fields over.
We walk away. Our map clearly shows a footpath at the bottom of
the very field we are in. There is a sett along this path, so we
turn right and start walking along it. Ahead of us, a second green
Land Rover appears. It drives into the field, picking up the two
“walkers”, one of whom is talking on a mobile phone.
They drive slowly towards us, across the field. We keep walking.
The Land Rover is now coming straight up the footpath. It stops in
front of us. No one gets out or speaks to us. Sue and Malcolm know
it is a MAFF vehicle by the number plate. We walk round it and head
up the hill. The Land Rover turns and follows us at a distance.
The people in the first MAFF vehicle are still looking at us
through their binoculars. So now six men are watching us. I say that
the last time this happened to me, I was doing a story in Kurdistan
in south-east Turkey in a military zone. But this is not Kurdistan,
it is Wiltshire. No one is at war here. Or at least I hadn’t thought
so until now.
We walk along a rutted dirt road. There is a large sett to our
right and, in the trees, we can see four or five traps that have
been trashed. Malcolm says this is a common sight. At a protest in
Devizes the previous weekend, several people had come up and said
they planned to wreck any traps they saw.
Malcolm and Sue say they would never trash a trap. So who is
doing it? The balaclava gang? They dismiss this. “It’s just people
power,” says Malcolm. “People out walking their dogs, that sort of
thing.”
We walk back up the road. The second Land Rover has stopped at
the top. The men are watching us through binoculars. It takes what
seems an age to walk up this road. At the top we walk past the
vehicle and a man gets out and watches us. Malcolm asks what he is
doing.
“I’m watching you,” he says.
Malcolm asks if he hasn’t anything better to do.
“I’m paid to watch you,” says the man.
Malcolm asks who is paying him.
“The Government,” he says. “Your taxes.” The man smiles. We turn
and walk on. After a few minutes, the Land Rover drives away. The
back of it is full of badger traps.
It takes 20 minutes to return to the car park. When we get there
it looks as if a party is going on. There are five vehicles in
total. One is ours, another belongs to Adrian Sherratt, the Times photographer. There is also a green MAFF Land Rover and
two Vauxhall Fronteras, one red, one dark blue. Two policemen who
had questioned Sue and Malcolm the day before are in the dark car.
They are all in street clothes.
One policeman videos us as we walk towards our car. His partner
jumps out of the car. They do not identify themselves. Later I would
learn they had just been questioning and videoing our photographer
as he sat in his car eating a sandwich. They say they are on an
operation to stop beauty spot thefts. Their tone is not helpful or
informative, however. It seems bumptious and almost jocular.
After a few minutes of this, I identify myself as a journalist
and ask if this is really about beauty spot thefts. They say yes.
Why were we videoed? Is it normal to video members of the public
walking to their cars? Yes, I was told, it is.
So, I ask, none of this has anything to do with badgers? “Not at
the moment,” says the one who videoed us. They drive off. We ask a
man in the red Frontera for the names of the two “beauty spot”
policeman. He gives us the names. I ask if he is a policeman and he
says no.
So how did he know the names? “Police are friendly people. We’ve
been chatting,” says the man, who insists he is merely up there to
drink a cup of coffee. As we walk away, he calls to Malcolm: “I’ll
see you again later.”
We get into the car. The men in the Frontera and the MAFF vehicle
watch us drive away.
The day continues in this sinister, if cartoonish, mode. At
another sett we are followed by a MAFF vehicle that creeps along
beside us. Later, when the photographer is packing up his gear, the
“beauty spot” policemen arrive again to question him. At the same
time MAFF is contacting The Times office in London with fears
over the photographs.
MAFF should worry less about people like us, though, and more
about the viability of this ambitious experiment. Is it really
possible to kill every badger in these areas? In my one day in the
field I saw six setts (and not one herd of cows) but only three had
traps by them. In addition, of the 13 traps we did see, only two
were baited and ready to go; the rest had been trashed or disabled
in some way. The public does not like this cull. Malcolm’s mobile
“badger hotline” rang throughout the day with calls of support and
information. Campaigners say MAFF should realise these difficulties
and push harder to find a bovine TB vaccine (£1.4 million a year is
spent on this).
But the day left me feeling uneasy for another reason. We had
done nothing wrong and yet the police and MAFF had seemed secretive,
evasive and, in some ways, intimidating. Devizes police headquarters
will not comment on the cull operation, except to say it was
conducted to “maintain public order”. The police, not MAFF, pay for
it. The helicopter is also sometimes used to stop “disorder”. A
spokesman says video cameras are not randomly used to record members
of the public and, if they are, it is entirely in accordance with
the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act and the Human Rights Act.
This is questionable. The day after my visit, Sue and Malcolm
were videoed as they stood in Safeway’s car park in Devizes. The men
videoing were the same as from the previous day. The next day Sue
was followed on foot round Devizes by the men in the red Frontera.
She escaped only by going through the back of a dry-cleaning shop.
“They have never asked me my name. They are following me. It is
intimidating,” she says.
Clearly badgers are not the only ones being hunted in the
beautiful hills of north Wiltshire. Copyright 2001
Times Newspapers Ltd.
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