I’ve said it more than once in casual
conversation, and might have written it down once or twice somewhere in this
blog: Fisheries managers, whether state
or federal, don’t get paid enough for the job that they do.
Let’s be honest—you don’t become a marine
biologist to get rich. Biology had
fascinated me throughout all of my school years, and from the time that I was
six or seven or so until the time I turned 17, I had no doubt that I’d spend my
career happily studying the various creatures that lived in our seas. But about
the time that I started taking a serious look at colleges, and career research
turned from just thinking about what I’d like to do to thinking about what sort
of job might keep me reliably supplied with a sufficiency of groceries, boats, and
related gear, a career in biology slipped from my first choice to an unrequited
dream.
But when I talk about folks being underpaid, it
goes far beyond mere salary. As I grudgingly
settled into my job at various big financial institutions, observed the
stultifying world of corporate America first-hand, and became more and more
involved with the fishery management process in an effort to do at least
something worthwhile with my life, I realized that the folks who run the
fisheries management agencies, and the various subdivisions thereof, needed the
same sort of organizational, budgeting, personnel, and public relations skills
as the corporate set, but were paid—if they were very fortunate—maybe 10
percent of what they might earn as administrators in a similar corporate setting.
It's pretty clear that someone enters the
field of fisheries management out of a love for the subject and a dedication to
the mission of rebuilding and conserving fish stocks, because they certainly
don’t do it for the money.
They don’t do it for the public acclaim,
either, for it’s hard to think of another career in which a person is
confronted with the same degree of acrimony, just for trying to do the right
thing.
Consider, for a moment, what happened down in
Louisiana over the past few years.
The state’s two foremost inshore recreational
species had fallen on hard times. Speckled
trout—more properly, “spotted seatrout”—and red drum have both fallen on hard
times. Of the two, the
trout were facing the worst situation, with the stock badly overfished and the
spawning stock biomass at the lowest level of abundance ever recorded. Red drum were just beginning their slide, and
presented managers with a chance to limit the damage and start the rebuilding before things got much worse.
Louisiana’s fisheries managers set about to make things right.
The first item on
their agenda was rebuilding the speckled trout stock, and modifying the state’s
extremely liberal recreational measures, which still allowed anglers to keep 25
foot-long trout every time they left the dock, a bag limit significantly
higher, and a size limit significantly smaller, than prevailed in any other
Gulf state at the time.
To that end, Louisiana managers sat down and devised a few different sets of regulations that, they expected, would get the job done, then sent their proposals out for public comment, holding eight public hearings and sending surveys to a representative sample of Louisiana’s recreational fishermen.
Based on the feedback received, the managers proposed new regulations
which would decrease the bag limit to 15 speckled trout, and raise the size
limit to 13 ½ inches, measures that received the strongest support from the
angling public.
So it seemed that the Louisiana managers did
everything that reasonable and prudent managers ought to do, first using their
scientific expertise to craft alternative sets of management measures that would rebuild the speckled trout stock within a reasonable time, sending the
alternative measures out to public comment to see which ones the public
preferred, and then seeking to adopt the proposed regulations.
The only problem was that not everyone agreed
with the rules, and that
one of groups opposing such rules was the politically connected Louisiana chapter
of the Coastal Conservation Association, which made the incredible statement
that
“Based on our experience, changes in recreational
regulations have rarely, if ever, resulted in a direct fishery recovery,”
CCA Louisiana argued for rules that would allow
Louisiana anglers, most particularly including the chapter’s members, to kill
more speckled trout, regardless of the state of the stock.
In the end, Louisiana’s professional fishery
managers were slapped in the face for trying to do the right thing, as
a committee of the state legislature, largely or wholly ignorant of fisheries
science but fully cognizant of where both their votes and their donations come
from, vetoed the new regulations. Fortunately,
it wasn’t a total loss, as a new set of management measures, not quite as
effective as those initially adopted but still capable of rebuilding the stock
within six years, was ultimately adopted and escaped further political interference.
Proposed red drum regulations followed a
similar, if somewhat shorter path.
“biological data [indicates] the red drum stock is
experiencing overfishing resulting in an escapement rate below the 30 percent
minimum limit, leading to a declining biomass.
To increase the escapement rate and avoid the stock biomass declining to
an overfished condition, management changes are necessary.”
The
proposal received the support of most of the stakeholders who commented before
both the Louisiana Fish and Wildlife Commission and the same legislative
committee that had torpedoed the proposed speckled trout management measures. But once again, the Coastal Conservation
Association opposed the conservation measures, with a spokesman saying
“The majority of our members believe that the [proposed
management measures] passed in July [go] a step too far.”
And once again, politicians overrode professional fishery managers and shot down the proposed red drum rules, resulting in a less effective set of management measures being proposed in their stead.
Such disregard for professional fishery
managers' expertise, standing alone, was bad enough, but then the
outdoor media began piling on.
“As recreational anglers in Louisiana acclimate to the
new speckled trout regulations that have been imposed on them, the Louisiana
Wildlife and Fisheries Commission is continuing its push to tighten
restrictions on redfish…
“Once again [the Louisiana Department of Wildlife and
Fisheries] is asking recreational anglers in Louisiana to comment on the new
restrictions. However, it’s blatantly
clear that the comment session is more of an appeasement session giving the impression
that the LDWF cares about what recreational fishermen think. It’s because of this that frustration among
recreational fishermen is growing after the state initiated a closed season on
flounder just last year and the tighter restrictions on speckled trout last
month.
“Roland Gardner has fished Southwest Louisiana for over
50 years. Gardner says he’s seen ebbs
and flows in redfish harvests through the years. ‘To take a few down years and write new law
to limit recreational fishermen is just a knee-jerk reaction. I wouldn’t be surprised if some
environmentalists got to them and put forth an agenda to reduce limits on all
species. It’s not going to stop with
flounder, specks, and redfish,’ Gardner said.
“Jeff Dempster believes what’s happening on the East
Coast of the country is coming to the Gulf of Mexico. ‘They want us all off the water to have the
Gulf all to themselves. This is just the
beginning. Look at what’s going on along
the East Coast with the windmills. They’re
killing whales and putting lobster fishermen out of business. You can bet your last fed coin they have eyes
on the Gulf,’ Dempster said.”
Thus, for
trying to rebuild a badly overfished stock of southern flounder, a species that
is in steep decline throughout the southeast, for trying to restore a
speckled trout stock that has fallen to the lowest level ever recorded, and for
trying to keep the red drum stock from following the same path—basically, for
doing they job that they’re paid for—Louisiana’s fishery managers are being
accused of collaborating with some imagined cabal of extreme environmentalists
who are supposedly trying to push anglers off the water, so that such
environmentalists can “have the Gulf all to themselves,” although what they plan
to do with said Gulf, if they’re not planning to fish, isn’t completely clear.
Unfortunately, conspiracy theories of this
sort aren’t unique to Louisiana. Fishermen
on the East Coast, and particularly in the mid-Atlantic region, long ago became
inured to spokesmen for the now thankfully defunct Recreational Fishing Alliance
ranting about how
“large, well-funded and politically active environmental
organizations…are philosophically opposed to fishing and endeavor to remove as
many fishermen as possible from the water.”
It’s probably not surprising that the same
delusions have spread to conspiracy-minded recreational fishermen along the
Gulf coast, although it is somewhat amusing that one such conspiracy
theorist quoted in the Outdoor Hub piece rails against East Coast windmills
for “killing whales and putting lobstermen out of business,” but doesn’t seem
to expend the same sort of vitriol on
Louisiana oil rigs and related infrastructure that not infrequently spring leaks and spill oil into the
Gulf of Mexico, such as the recent spill of about 1.1 million gallons of crude
into waters that host
not only the endangered Kemp’s ridley turtle, but also the rare Rice’s whale,
which some have called “the most endangered whale in the world.”
Such irrational attitudes, and such disdain
for professional fishery managers, might be excused if they were only expressed
by a single author in a single outlet.
Unfortunately, they seem much more widespread.
“Without naming names—and didn’t your Momma tell you ‘if
you can’t say anything nice about someone, then don’t say anything’—Louisiana’s
Department of Wildlife and Fisheries has been run as if it was a red-headed
stepchild (with all apologies to anyone red-headed and anyone who’s a stepchild).
“The hope is these folks will go away, these folks who
made life a growing misery when it came to fish (especially fish) and wildlife
issues.
“The heart-felt hope is that newly elected governor Jeff
Landry has found the just-right people to run this vital state agency, and
appoint the just-right people to the Wildlife and Fisheries Commission.”
And thus we come to understand why the professional
fishery manager can’t catch a break.
If he or she does their job, promoting healthy
fish stocks and healthy fisheries that are sustainable in the long term—they are
pummeled in the press by people focused only on their short-term kill, and not
on the future. They are the subjects of
inane conspiracy theories, and accused of trying to throw fishermen off the
water (which might be the most ignorant comment of all, for just about all of
the fishery managers that I’ve ever met were also inveterate anglers). They are stymied, and often criticized, by
opportunistic politicians with no real understanding of fisheries biology, but
with very well-developed instincts for the right sound bite at the right time—politicians
who often have the final say on whether those fishery managers remain employed.
On the other hand, if a fishery manager just
goes through the motions, bending to the will of politicians and an
often-hostile angling press that is driven more by a desire for advertising
revenues than a desire to tell the truth, such manager can avoid political
peril and public castigation, but will still have to face the most strident
critic of all—themselves, and the conscience-driven knowledge that, in their
inaction, they have betrayed the public trust.
I’ve met a lot of professional fishery
managers over the years, at the state, regional, and federal levels, and can say
that, with very few exceptions, they have eschewed the latter path, and instead
executed their duties professionally and well, standing up to the politics as
well as they could, while withstanding the cries of the critics.
Maybe they can’t catch a break. Maybe, whatever they do, someone will scream
and cry that it’s wrong. Nonetheless,
they endure. And we, our sport, and the
fish we pursue are better off for what they do.
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