9 5 Million Killers
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Ongoing, First published Aug 27, 2016
Mature
New Zealand has a problem. Ninety five million little problems to be more precise. In 1837, it had seemed like a good idea to introduce possums from Australia into the bush of New Zealand, for recreational hunting and to establish a fur industry. This introduction continued as late as 1959. Not a bad idea on paper, but nobody understood how the little creatures would multiply out of control, with devastating affect on the native bush.  In the 21st century, dropping tons of 1080 poison into the bush and hunting to kill them barely keeps the population in check. It was time for something more drastic but the consequences were deadly!
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