
My brief time working in Brisbane introduced me to the preservation efforts of Redlands City Council (RCC). The area is home to the largest population of 'urban koalas' in Australia. A precious, valuable commodity? Hardly. A decade of mad development has decimated koala habitat, thousands are killed every year on Southeast Queensland's roadways, and irresponsible dog owners allow their pets to attack koalas scurrying from one eucalyptus tree to another.
It's a depressing situation. And, like kangaroos and wallabies, koalas are at the mercy of a human population whose fondness for them doesn't ... quite ...... translate ......... into ............ action.

I attending one meeting at RCC's shiny building in Redland Bay to discuss a koala preservation website with about a half dozen people. It was more than enough to evoke sympathy for any koala activist's plight amidst people with the willpower of dish detergent. The time to ACT was ten years ago, yet this collection of bureaucrats was interested only in ensuring their place in a circular loop of information that was, by design, not intended to progress beyond the discussion phase.
Nothing is less important to politicians and their gofers than the protection and/or preservation of wildlife. Native koalas will very soon disappear from Southeast Queensland. Hands will wring, voices will cry out, Southeast Queenslanders will soothe their collective conscience by swallowing the false claim that it couldn't be helped, and attention will return to that evening's telly offerings. Any footy?

In that way, Pan Da's brief life and notoriety will have been more than a successful social media campaign for a gutless city council.
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