What is Moral? Annoying crows- Philosophy

Annoying crows

This article is not about crows, how they are intelligent like a two-year-old toddler, or how they help us clean our garbage. This is about philosophy. Then you would ask me then, why crows? Well, that is my hook. The clickbait to lure some fish to read this article. But I cannot fool google that way, because google is the only one who is trying to get a meaning out of this. So, let's talk about some crows first.

Annoying crows

I saw some crows, while I was driving in the suburbs. Whole lot of them. These annoying animals make their presence visible to everyone, by their Noice and annoying behavior. I saw them chasing a child to grab his ice-cream on the beach the other day, and I saw them chasing away migrating birds who landed in the lagoon for some snack. It seems not only their sound is annoying their actions are too. Yet they work in gangs, obviously when the task is overwhelming for a one. At least that is a good quality. I learned that when they find a dead rat, they call the other crows of his gang, for the feast, and share! And it is true they are the cleaners, and it is true they have intelligence of a two years old and can be trained to speak and steal. Latter comes as a natural talent.

Importance of the crows

I am going to tell you a little story about crows, and you can enjoy without being prejudiced.

Mr. was sitting in the bus. He was far away from his home. And he saw crows by the garbage bin. He was wondering what does it matter? What does it matter to him those crows littering everywhere dragging that garbage out of the bin. He looked at himself and came to conclusion, it does not matter to him. He investigated this closer. Is he being selfish? What is his duty to the society? Should he chase away the crows and make it a peaceful clean place so everyone else can live, happily ever after?

Throughout the journey he could not stop thinking about crows. Truth is crows did not matter. But if he looked at it from the perspective of the society, crows did matter. What is correct? Why am I questioning this even.

Then he noticed, crows needed each other. For the survival, as a species. The chances are better when they behave as a group. Chances of survival are better when they share a feast, and hunt in packs. Chances are better, when they chase enemies together to mark the territory. Chances are better in crow families and with love and kindness. But essentially crows are selfish little animals in their core. They do not have moral obligation for the other species of their environment. They even can kill them for survival. But, because of the former reason they have a moral obligation for their crow society. Mr. M came to conclusion that even when conduct as a pack, the selfishness of individual crows might be elicited if they put an artificial apocalyptic ending to the whole crow society. He knew no longer they would be these morally obliged animals, sharing and caring. There will be lootings, murders and raping, in this moral crow society if something happened. If oil did run out of its reserves or food ran out of supermarket shelves, selfishness would come out and erupt just like another volcano on the doom's day.

Mr. M in the bus : https://unsplash.com/@lucialua84

What is moral?

So, in fact what is "moral" is essentially the "Survival of the species". But he liked to believe otherwise. Mr. M liked to believe that there is higher form of "pureness" in crows' heart that drives them to sharing and caring. But he noticed this is not true. Maybe they are lured by the nature without them even noticing this. After all nature was the creator of the crows and nature wants them to survive. And Mr. M could do nothing but smile looking at all the crows. These annoying little animals whom he cannot avoid meeting every day, which does not even matter when he considers his selfish need for survival. Maybe he has moral obligation of sharing his knowledge and wisdom with them, which he cannot avoid as it is engraved in his DNA. So, he took a piece of bread out of his pocket and threw at them, just when the bus started to move again.