in the unrandom universe of of blogspot when i open my blog it's eternally stuck on the entry Bones of the Forest, a picture of a dead tree lying down on wooded island. when i snuck under clarence darrow bridge with mister i saw that it is one of the "survivors" of the master plan. 
the sentient beings can see that few animals persist on this erstwhile sanctuary denuded of most of the plant life they lived in. but there's no crime, and no criminals, and no "invasive species" unless you count The Poisoner Levy, who does his guided tours, presumably leaving his poison can at home. 
i loved the natural anarchy that only comes from benign neglect in the park district milieu, and the animals naturally loved it too. in nature there is natural anarchy, diversity, order and cooperation man never achieves through war, poison and brutal control. it's getting greener there, but order prevails. 

We have been present at a great abundance
which is the source of fury.

Frank Bidart,
Watching the Spring Festival