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Lupi e uomini
"Mentre scrivo, mi trovo in una piccola baita a qualche chilometro da Fairbanks, in Alaska. Fuori, a trenta gradi sotto zero, al solo tocco dell'accetta la legna per la stufa si spacca letteralmente in due. Quando esco nella luce grigia del giorno, riesco a vedere in lontananza attraverso la taiga. Dovreste essere qui. Nel cuore dell'inverno sembra tutto immobile. Guadagnarsi da vivere è estremamente difficile, eppure il lupo mangia. Caccia nell'oscurità, si tiene al caldo. Qui, ci vive. È possibile guardare un lupo grigio nella neve del crepuscolo invernale e non vederlo affatto. Potreste pensare che vi stia prendendo in giro; non è così. Ho attraversato il Dakota, il Montana e il Wyoming. Ho letto ciò che gli uomini pensavano del lupo centinaia di anni fa, ho consultato gli archivi di associazioni storiche sui lupi fuorilegge e sugli indiani, ho partecipato a studi di biologi sul campo, insieme agli eschimesi. Ho parlato con persone che amavano i lupi e con altre che li odiavano. Il lupo esercita una forte influenza sull'immaginario umano. Carpisce il nostro sguardo per poi restituircelo. Gli indiani credevano che qualcuno, una volta, avesse cercato di trasformare tutti gli animali in uomini, ma solo una cosa era riuscito e rendere umana: gli occhi del lupo". Con grande competenza, sensibilità e passione, Barry Lopez, il più grande scrittore americano di natura, traccia un ritratto inedito e straordinario del lupo, e del difficile rapporto con l'uomo. Considerato negli Stati Uniti un classico, questo è un omaggio appassionato a uno degli animali più temuti, perseguitati e affascinanti che popolano la terra.
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First published January 1, 1978
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Barry Lopez
103 books917 followersBarry Holstun Lopez is an American author, essayist, and fiction writer whose work is known for its environmental and social concerns.
Lopez has been described as "the nation's premier nature writer" by the San Francisco Chronicle. In his non-fiction, he frequently examines the relationship between human culture and physical landscape, while in his fiction he addresses issues of intimacy, ethics and identity.
Lopez has been described as "the nation's premier nature writer" by the San Francisco Chronicle. In his non-fiction, he frequently examines the relationship between human culture and physical landscape, while in his fiction he addresses issues of intimacy, ethics and identity.
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November 27, 2022
“I am in a small cabin outside Fairbanks, Alaska, as I write these words. The cold sits down like iron here, and the long hours of winter darkness cause us to leave a light on most of the day. Outside, at thirty below, wood for the stove literally pops apart at the touch of the ax. I can see out across the short timber of the taiga when I am out there in the gray daylight.”
I read Of Wolves and Men the same year I read Lopez's Arctic Dreams; the latter was a gift from my mentor and teacher, a scholar of literacy who was also a lover of the environment. I understood in the process of reading these books that it is indeed a deeply complex thing to understand wolves, or young learners, as if they were One Thing. How we can know a thing—any thing—is complex and difficult work.
Lopez wrote this classic text to share with us his basic view that:
“We do not know very much at all about animals. We cannot understand them except in terms of our own needs and experiences.”
We are ethnocentric, which is to say we view other ethnicities in the world in limiting ways, chiefly in terms of how we see things, and we are of course also human-centric:
“We assume that the animal is entirely comprehensible and, as Henry Beston has said, has taken form on a plane beneath the one we occupy. It seems to me that this is a sure way to miss the animal and to see, instead, only another reflection of our own ideas.”
We do no really know wolves; we have only imagined what they are really like:
“. . . in the wolf we have not so much an animal that we have always known as one that we have consistently imagined.”
There may be better, more recent books on wolves. I have read several things in the past decades to help me understand wolves, from the perspectives of those who want to either eliminate or save them in the American West. I side with the savers, based on what I think I know, though I think I understand the herders' perspective, too. But this is a great book, to help us understand wolves, and ways of knowing, with a lot of beautiful writing.
I read Of Wolves and Men the same year I read Lopez's Arctic Dreams; the latter was a gift from my mentor and teacher, a scholar of literacy who was also a lover of the environment. I understood in the process of reading these books that it is indeed a deeply complex thing to understand wolves, or young learners, as if they were One Thing. How we can know a thing—any thing—is complex and difficult work.
Lopez wrote this classic text to share with us his basic view that:
“We do not know very much at all about animals. We cannot understand them except in terms of our own needs and experiences.”
We are ethnocentric, which is to say we view other ethnicities in the world in limiting ways, chiefly in terms of how we see things, and we are of course also human-centric:
“We assume that the animal is entirely comprehensible and, as Henry Beston has said, has taken form on a plane beneath the one we occupy. It seems to me that this is a sure way to miss the animal and to see, instead, only another reflection of our own ideas.”
We do no really know wolves; we have only imagined what they are really like:
“. . . in the wolf we have not so much an animal that we have always known as one that we have consistently imagined.”
There may be better, more recent books on wolves. I have read several things in the past decades to help me understand wolves, from the perspectives of those who want to either eliminate or save them in the American West. I side with the savers, based on what I think I know, though I think I understand the herders' perspective, too. But this is a great book, to help us understand wolves, and ways of knowing, with a lot of beautiful writing.
April 5, 2016
Fifteen years after first reading Of Wolves and Men, this book is still, in my opinion, the best examination of man's complicated love/hate relationship with canis lupus, and why the survival of the wolves matters to the survival of ourselves -- our inner souls, most of all. Barry Lopez's language is lyrical and magical, close to worshipful, but never preachy or political. This is not a book about environmentalism or preserving a threatened species. It's a love story about wolves. Not dogs, but wolves. Lopez reveals an astute, realistic understanding of the wolf's basic nature as a hunter, but tempers pragmatism with an equal measure of wonder and awe at one of the last truly "wild" warm-blooded North American carnivores --- rivaled only by the grizzly bear at the top of the food chain. Just as we value North America's forests, and wild places everywhere in the world, we cherish the wolf as one of our last links to an untamed, unspoiled primeval past -- one that is forever lost to us.
May 18, 2025
There is something about wolves that stirs something deep in me - an admiration not just for their strength but for the way they move through the world with quiet uncertainty. They are neither reckless nor hesitant, but guided by instinct and bonds that run deeper than what the eye can see. They belong, yet remain untamed and resilient against the relentless trials that shape their existence.
Barry Lopez’s Of Wolves and Men is a beautiful mix of natural history, cultural reflection, and storytelling. It’s not just a book about wolves—it’s a meditation on our deep, complicated relationship with the wild.
Lopez writes with clarity and deep respect, blending science, myth, and human nature in a way that is both insightful and moving. He reveals how wolves have been misunderstood, feared, and admired throughout history—ultimately urging readers to rethink not just the wolf, but ourselves. Most books on the history of wolves discuss their removal from various regions, often centering on Yellowstone National Park. However, few explore their deeper past and the intricate relationship between wolves and humans as thoroughly as Lopez does.
The human mind entertains itself with such symbols and metaphors, sorting out the universe in an internal monologue, and I think it delights in wolves. The wolf is a sometime symbol of evil, and the mind dotes on distinctions between good and evil. He is a symbol of the warrior, and we are privately concerned with our own courage and nobility. The wolf’s is also a terrifying image, and the human mind likes to frighten itself.
The book is rich in detail without ever feeling dry and it is evident Lopez thoroughly researched the topics presented. The writing is clear and consistent, whether describing wolf behavior in the field or ancient stories and fables passed down through generations. Lopez never lets the wolf become a symbol stripped of truth—he honors the wolf as the creature it is: intelligent, social, complex.
This is a book for anyone who loves nature writing, but it is also for anyone curious about the uneasy boundary between the human world and the wild. Lopez doesn’t give easy answers—he invites you to sit with the questions.
Powerful, elegant, and timeless. Of Wolves and Men lingers long after the last page. This is a book I intend to revisit often.
I started reading Of Wolves and Men in late December and made it through Book Three before I had to step away—the emotional weight of it was overwhelming. The cruelty, the hatred, the profound misunderstanding of the wolf—it sat heavy on my heart, too much to carry all at once. This wasn’t a shock or surprise as most books will touch on the subject of removal.
What’s especially heartbreaking and made me fumble with emotions is the cruelty Lopez writes about is not just history from beyond 40 years ago—the cruelty towards wolves still exists today. Just last year, in Wyoming, a cowardly man named Cody Robert’s ran down a young wolf with his snowmobile, taped its mouth shut, and paraded the injured animal around a bar before killing it. He was fined ONLY $250, because in much of Wyoming, wolves are considered “predatory animals” and aren’t protected by animal cruelty laws.
Knowing about the incident made me think even more deeply about the themes presented in Lopez’ book. It is a reminder that our relationship with the wild is still fraught with fear and misunderstanding — and that we have a long way to go.
Wild animals are intricately fitted in this world… not as extras in a human-centered story, but as essential threads. Their instincts, roles, and rhythms help shape entire ecosystems. To harm them carelessly is not just cruelty - it’s a disruption of balance we barely understand.
Barry Lopez’s Of Wolves and Men is a beautiful mix of natural history, cultural reflection, and storytelling. It’s not just a book about wolves—it’s a meditation on our deep, complicated relationship with the wild.
Lopez writes with clarity and deep respect, blending science, myth, and human nature in a way that is both insightful and moving. He reveals how wolves have been misunderstood, feared, and admired throughout history—ultimately urging readers to rethink not just the wolf, but ourselves. Most books on the history of wolves discuss their removal from various regions, often centering on Yellowstone National Park. However, few explore their deeper past and the intricate relationship between wolves and humans as thoroughly as Lopez does.
The human mind entertains itself with such symbols and metaphors, sorting out the universe in an internal monologue, and I think it delights in wolves. The wolf is a sometime symbol of evil, and the mind dotes on distinctions between good and evil. He is a symbol of the warrior, and we are privately concerned with our own courage and nobility. The wolf’s is also a terrifying image, and the human mind likes to frighten itself.
The book is rich in detail without ever feeling dry and it is evident Lopez thoroughly researched the topics presented. The writing is clear and consistent, whether describing wolf behavior in the field or ancient stories and fables passed down through generations. Lopez never lets the wolf become a symbol stripped of truth—he honors the wolf as the creature it is: intelligent, social, complex.
This is a book for anyone who loves nature writing, but it is also for anyone curious about the uneasy boundary between the human world and the wild. Lopez doesn’t give easy answers—he invites you to sit with the questions.
Powerful, elegant, and timeless. Of Wolves and Men lingers long after the last page. This is a book I intend to revisit often.
I started reading Of Wolves and Men in late December and made it through Book Three before I had to step away—the emotional weight of it was overwhelming. The cruelty, the hatred, the profound misunderstanding of the wolf—it sat heavy on my heart, too much to carry all at once. This wasn’t a shock or surprise as most books will touch on the subject of removal.
What’s especially heartbreaking and made me fumble with emotions is the cruelty Lopez writes about is not just history from beyond 40 years ago—the cruelty towards wolves still exists today. Just last year, in Wyoming, a cowardly man named Cody Robert’s ran down a young wolf with his snowmobile, taped its mouth shut, and paraded the injured animal around a bar before killing it. He was fined ONLY $250, because in much of Wyoming, wolves are considered “predatory animals” and aren’t protected by animal cruelty laws.
Knowing about the incident made me think even more deeply about the themes presented in Lopez’ book. It is a reminder that our relationship with the wild is still fraught with fear and misunderstanding — and that we have a long way to go.
Wild animals are intricately fitted in this world… not as extras in a human-centered story, but as essential threads. Their instincts, roles, and rhythms help shape entire ecosystems. To harm them carelessly is not just cruelty - it’s a disruption of balance we barely understand.
January 23, 2022
This is as much about man's complicated relationship with wolves as it is about the wolves themselves. Lopez uses a four-pronged approach to telling the story in that he considers four more or less distinct perspectives: Wolves as objects of scientific inquiry, as objects of interest to people bound up in the natural world with them, as objects of hatred for livestock raisers and, finally, as objects of man's literature, religion and mythology; from Aristotle and Aseop up to modern times.
They all have their merit (though the section on industrial killing and wanton torture of wolves in America is possibly too long; the numbers and the brutality become almost mind-numbing and the figures cease to have meaning) but the latter is possibly the most interesting. He argues, convincingly, that throughout history man has externalized his bestial nature. Amends come only from the scapegoat, the wolf and its sacrificial death, on which our sins - the greed, lust and deception - has been cast. Though man's outlook on wolves has soften, at least in pockets, our wrestling with this heritage continues unabated today as Lopez' afterword (in the 25th anniversary edition) makes clear.
As illuminating as the book is on its chosen subject(s), Lopez frequently reminds the reader of just how little genuine knowledge we have about wolves, or wild animals in general for that matter, and he has included a quote from Henry Beston that I think perfectly encapsulates what Lopez himself is all about:
"We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature, and living by complicated artifice, man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth."
As a technical aside, I read this as an ebook which, in hindsight, I regret. There are many photos and artwork in the book that just doesn't come across very well. A fuller appreciation of those pictures I'm sure would have enhanced the reading experience further.
They all have their merit (though the section on industrial killing and wanton torture of wolves in America is possibly too long; the numbers and the brutality become almost mind-numbing and the figures cease to have meaning) but the latter is possibly the most interesting. He argues, convincingly, that throughout history man has externalized his bestial nature. Amends come only from the scapegoat, the wolf and its sacrificial death, on which our sins - the greed, lust and deception - has been cast. Though man's outlook on wolves has soften, at least in pockets, our wrestling with this heritage continues unabated today as Lopez' afterword (in the 25th anniversary edition) makes clear.
As illuminating as the book is on its chosen subject(s), Lopez frequently reminds the reader of just how little genuine knowledge we have about wolves, or wild animals in general for that matter, and he has included a quote from Henry Beston that I think perfectly encapsulates what Lopez himself is all about:
"We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature, and living by complicated artifice, man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth."
As a technical aside, I read this as an ebook which, in hindsight, I regret. There are many photos and artwork in the book that just doesn't come across very well. A fuller appreciation of those pictures I'm sure would have enhanced the reading experience further.
April 8, 2023
This is an incredibly compelling book that subverts the myths regarding the wolf, highlights mankind's fascination with the creature and poetically tells us of our own nature. A wonderful and powerful read.
June 24, 2013
A few random quotes:
"Imagine a wolf moving through the northern woods. The movement, over a trail he has traversed many times before, is distinctive, unlike that of a cougar or a bear, yet he appears, if you are watching, sometimes catlike or bearlike. It is purposeful, deliberate movement. Occasionally the rhythm is broken by the wolf's pause to inspect a scent mark, or a move off the trail to paw among stones where a year before he had cached meat."
"The movement down the trail would seem relentless if it did not appear so effortless. The wolf's body, from neck to hips, appear to float over the long, almost spindly legs and the flicker of wrists, a bicycling drift through the trees, reminiscent of the movement of water or of shadows."
"The wolf is tied by subtle threads to the woods he moves through. His fur carries seeds that will fall off, effectively dispersed, along the trail some miles from where they first caught in his fur. And miles distant is a raven perched on the ribs of a caribou the wolf helped kill then days ago, pecking like a chicken at the decaying scraps of meat. A smart snowshow hare that eluded the wolf and left him exhausted when he was a pup has been dead a year now, food for an owl. The den in which he was born one April evening was home to porcupines last winter."
"I called this exchange in which the animals appear to lock eyes and make a decision the conversation of death. It is a ceremnonial exchange, the flesh of the hunted in exchange for respect for its spirit. In this way both animals, not the predator alone, choose for the encounter to end in death. There is, at least, a sacred order in this. There is nobility. And it is something that happens only between the wolf and his major prey species. It produces, for the wolf, sacred meat. Imagine a cow in the place of the moose or white-tailed deer. The conversation of death falters noticeably with domestic stock. They have had the conversation of death bred out of them; they do not know ho to encounter wolves. A horse, for example-- a large animal as capable as a moose of crackling a wolf's ribs or splitting its head open with a kick-- will usually panic and run. What happens whena wolf wanders into a flock of sheep and kills twenty or thirty of them in apparent compulsion is perhaps not so much slaughter as a failure on the part of the sheep to communicate anything at all-- resistance, mutual respect, appropriateness-- to the wolf. The wolf has initiated a sacred ritual and met with ignorance."
"We are dealing with a different kind of death from the one men know. When the wolf "asks" for the life of another animal he is responding to something in that animal that says, "My life is strong. It is worth asking for." A moose may be biologically constrained to die because he is old or injured, but the choice is there. The death is not tragic. It has dignity."
"Men in a speculative business like cattle ranching singled out one scapegoat for their financial losses. Hired hands were readily available and anxious to do the killing. There was a feeling that as long as someone was out killing. There was a feeling that as long as someone was out killing wolves, things were bound to get better. And the wolf had few sympathizers. The history of economic expansion in the West was characterized by the change or destruction of much that lay in its way. Dead wolves were what Manifest Destiny cost."
"By and large, the kinds of men who did the killing in the 1880s and 1890s were drifters who gave strong lip service to Progress, the mandate to subdue the earth, and the ghoulish nature of the wolf. Ben Corbin, a frontier roustabout who at one point killed wolves for a living, left his wolf-hunting wisdom behind in the pages of a privately printed booklet called The Wolf Hunter's Guide (1901). It is typical of hundreds of other such memoirs in that it has very little to say aobut how to actually kill woves but a great deal to say about the Bible, free trade, the privilege of living in a democracy, and the foulness of the wolf's ways. It expresses the sentiments of the day and is full of bad biology and fantastic calculations."
"Imagine a wolf moving through the northern woods. The movement, over a trail he has traversed many times before, is distinctive, unlike that of a cougar or a bear, yet he appears, if you are watching, sometimes catlike or bearlike. It is purposeful, deliberate movement. Occasionally the rhythm is broken by the wolf's pause to inspect a scent mark, or a move off the trail to paw among stones where a year before he had cached meat."
"The movement down the trail would seem relentless if it did not appear so effortless. The wolf's body, from neck to hips, appear to float over the long, almost spindly legs and the flicker of wrists, a bicycling drift through the trees, reminiscent of the movement of water or of shadows."
"The wolf is tied by subtle threads to the woods he moves through. His fur carries seeds that will fall off, effectively dispersed, along the trail some miles from where they first caught in his fur. And miles distant is a raven perched on the ribs of a caribou the wolf helped kill then days ago, pecking like a chicken at the decaying scraps of meat. A smart snowshow hare that eluded the wolf and left him exhausted when he was a pup has been dead a year now, food for an owl. The den in which he was born one April evening was home to porcupines last winter."
"I called this exchange in which the animals appear to lock eyes and make a decision the conversation of death. It is a ceremnonial exchange, the flesh of the hunted in exchange for respect for its spirit. In this way both animals, not the predator alone, choose for the encounter to end in death. There is, at least, a sacred order in this. There is nobility. And it is something that happens only between the wolf and his major prey species. It produces, for the wolf, sacred meat. Imagine a cow in the place of the moose or white-tailed deer. The conversation of death falters noticeably with domestic stock. They have had the conversation of death bred out of them; they do not know ho to encounter wolves. A horse, for example-- a large animal as capable as a moose of crackling a wolf's ribs or splitting its head open with a kick-- will usually panic and run. What happens whena wolf wanders into a flock of sheep and kills twenty or thirty of them in apparent compulsion is perhaps not so much slaughter as a failure on the part of the sheep to communicate anything at all-- resistance, mutual respect, appropriateness-- to the wolf. The wolf has initiated a sacred ritual and met with ignorance."
"We are dealing with a different kind of death from the one men know. When the wolf "asks" for the life of another animal he is responding to something in that animal that says, "My life is strong. It is worth asking for." A moose may be biologically constrained to die because he is old or injured, but the choice is there. The death is not tragic. It has dignity."
"Men in a speculative business like cattle ranching singled out one scapegoat for their financial losses. Hired hands were readily available and anxious to do the killing. There was a feeling that as long as someone was out killing. There was a feeling that as long as someone was out killing wolves, things were bound to get better. And the wolf had few sympathizers. The history of economic expansion in the West was characterized by the change or destruction of much that lay in its way. Dead wolves were what Manifest Destiny cost."
"By and large, the kinds of men who did the killing in the 1880s and 1890s were drifters who gave strong lip service to Progress, the mandate to subdue the earth, and the ghoulish nature of the wolf. Ben Corbin, a frontier roustabout who at one point killed wolves for a living, left his wolf-hunting wisdom behind in the pages of a privately printed booklet called The Wolf Hunter's Guide (1901). It is typical of hundreds of other such memoirs in that it has very little to say aobut how to actually kill woves but a great deal to say about the Bible, free trade, the privilege of living in a democracy, and the foulness of the wolf's ways. It expresses the sentiments of the day and is full of bad biology and fantastic calculations."
June 16, 2013
What a fantastic book.
I've long been in love with wolves, the idea of them and the truth behind them. Of Wolves and Men by Barry Lopez examines both our conceptions of wolves and the truth of how little we know of the creature. Myths are examined, legislation, and ethology.
This book neatly encompasses the bulk of what we know about wolves, what we think we know about them, and perhaps why we want to know more. It's one of the best books on the topic I've ever come across. I truly treasure this book - it serves as a great reminder of both the good and the bad we're capable of as a species.
I've long been in love with wolves, the idea of them and the truth behind them. Of Wolves and Men by Barry Lopez examines both our conceptions of wolves and the truth of how little we know of the creature. Myths are examined, legislation, and ethology.
This book neatly encompasses the bulk of what we know about wolves, what we think we know about them, and perhaps why we want to know more. It's one of the best books on the topic I've ever come across. I truly treasure this book - it serves as a great reminder of both the good and the bad we're capable of as a species.
July 26, 2019
A fantastically well written book about a subject I love, wolves.
Wolves are to me magical, revered, skillful, misunderstood, beautiful creatures. Which makes it all the more shameful that we, our shitty human species, has captured, ensnared, maimed, tortured, poisoned, slaughtered and almost completely decimated the wolf populations of the world over. What is the matter with us??????? Why are we so intent on grounding animal species into submission and degradation???????
Barry Lopez, though he presents a very comprehensive study of the wolf, does not seem to have the answer to my question. In fact in some ways, he seems strangely impassive at times to the havoc men have wreaked upon the wolf over the many centuries. In fact he goes so far as to feel some compassion for the men who used to hunt them by the thousands (because they're lonely old men now with no purpose to life and "didn't really know what they were doing back then"; hmm where have we heard this before-just following orders!!!)
Nevertheless he does present a good argument for the preservation and increased understanding of the wolf in modern times, and provides an expert level of knowledge about these elusive creatures. The photographs even though they're printed in black and white in my copy of the book, are spectacular too; more heartbreaking are the ones showing wolf abuse and murder. Shameful, just shameful.
I just hope that attitudes change towards wolves and people learn to leave them be, to survive, to c0-exist.
Wolves are to me magical, revered, skillful, misunderstood, beautiful creatures. Which makes it all the more shameful that we, our shitty human species, has captured, ensnared, maimed, tortured, poisoned, slaughtered and almost completely decimated the wolf populations of the world over. What is the matter with us??????? Why are we so intent on grounding animal species into submission and degradation???????
Barry Lopez, though he presents a very comprehensive study of the wolf, does not seem to have the answer to my question. In fact in some ways, he seems strangely impassive at times to the havoc men have wreaked upon the wolf over the many centuries. In fact he goes so far as to feel some compassion for the men who used to hunt them by the thousands (because they're lonely old men now with no purpose to life and "didn't really know what they were doing back then"; hmm where have we heard this before-just following orders!!!)
Nevertheless he does present a good argument for the preservation and increased understanding of the wolf in modern times, and provides an expert level of knowledge about these elusive creatures. The photographs even though they're printed in black and white in my copy of the book, are spectacular too; more heartbreaking are the ones showing wolf abuse and murder. Shameful, just shameful.
I just hope that attitudes change towards wolves and people learn to leave them be, to survive, to c0-exist.
February 16, 2011
“Lopez, Barry. Of Wolves and Men.”
New York: Scribner, 1978
With shocking and detailed descriptions of a species of animal for which the book is named, Lopez’s novel immediately tosses the reader into a world made only for wolves and their prey. Stunning images compliment his words and add such a unique flavor to his work. Ranging from scientific explanations of wolves’ adaptability to their love and protection of their pack members, this work goes into deep analysis of the wolf and everything that the proud and impressive animal is capable of.
The incredibly personal and descriptive diction immediately sucks you in to what Lopez has to say about the wolf. The novel starts out with the focus on one particular wolf whose trek we follow. This introduction of sorts connects you to the species and to the writer all at once, and is awe-inspiring. The way Lopez writes, the reader feels as though they are loping next to this young male wolf. The work graciously dives into a more scientific approach, describing and detailing many of the subspecies, and their characteristics, of Canis lupus, or the wolf.
As you read deeper, you as a reader discover that there is so much more complexity to the wolf that what has just been romanticized or chastised over the years. We learn about the communication of the wolf, and how their howl is far from the only noise they make in order to communicate. Lopez speaks with various peoples, ranging from tribes of Eskimo to others that have watched and studied and emulated wolves for years and years. The act of hunting is deeply touched upon, and how it is a sort of communication with the earth. It seems to be almost spiritual, and Lopez makes the act sound almost ethereal, despite the fact that he’s talking about death.
Lopez spends quite a bit of time discussing the positive and negative labels society as a whole have slapped onto the wolf, with tales such as Little Red Riding Hood, and other such legends and myths. How the church, in the past, labeled the wolf as an alternate form of the devil himself. How, in short, all of these stereotypes attached to this animal have shone a negative light upon them.
Lopez also goes into the impact humans have on wolves. How wolves are killed because they venture into land owned by man and kill their livestock. How this battle between man and beast turned into a massacre, and was eventually more than men avenging their lost livestock – it was murder. Lopez even compares this to a holocaust of sorts, and mirrors it with America’s war on Indians.
Through all of the negativity, however, Lopez never loses sight of the true purpose of what he wanted to express: the wolf as a being, and why we should not hate the creature, but should respect and even protect it. “Of Wolves and Men” definitely contributes to the awareness that people have about these predators. Though written decades ago, the book feels like a new friend to me; I feel more connected with the wildlife of the forests surrounding my home. Though many claim to know what wolves are and what they do, Lopez sums it up perfectly in this book. They are creatures of great pride, great compassion, and great loyalty. They care deeply for their pack members, they are determined in their quest for life, regardless of the negative view many have of them, and they are vital in our forest’s survival and are a key part of the everlasting chain of life.
New York: Scribner, 1978
With shocking and detailed descriptions of a species of animal for which the book is named, Lopez’s novel immediately tosses the reader into a world made only for wolves and their prey. Stunning images compliment his words and add such a unique flavor to his work. Ranging from scientific explanations of wolves’ adaptability to their love and protection of their pack members, this work goes into deep analysis of the wolf and everything that the proud and impressive animal is capable of.
The incredibly personal and descriptive diction immediately sucks you in to what Lopez has to say about the wolf. The novel starts out with the focus on one particular wolf whose trek we follow. This introduction of sorts connects you to the species and to the writer all at once, and is awe-inspiring. The way Lopez writes, the reader feels as though they are loping next to this young male wolf. The work graciously dives into a more scientific approach, describing and detailing many of the subspecies, and their characteristics, of Canis lupus, or the wolf.
As you read deeper, you as a reader discover that there is so much more complexity to the wolf that what has just been romanticized or chastised over the years. We learn about the communication of the wolf, and how their howl is far from the only noise they make in order to communicate. Lopez speaks with various peoples, ranging from tribes of Eskimo to others that have watched and studied and emulated wolves for years and years. The act of hunting is deeply touched upon, and how it is a sort of communication with the earth. It seems to be almost spiritual, and Lopez makes the act sound almost ethereal, despite the fact that he’s talking about death.
Lopez spends quite a bit of time discussing the positive and negative labels society as a whole have slapped onto the wolf, with tales such as Little Red Riding Hood, and other such legends and myths. How the church, in the past, labeled the wolf as an alternate form of the devil himself. How, in short, all of these stereotypes attached to this animal have shone a negative light upon them.
Lopez also goes into the impact humans have on wolves. How wolves are killed because they venture into land owned by man and kill their livestock. How this battle between man and beast turned into a massacre, and was eventually more than men avenging their lost livestock – it was murder. Lopez even compares this to a holocaust of sorts, and mirrors it with America’s war on Indians.
Through all of the negativity, however, Lopez never loses sight of the true purpose of what he wanted to express: the wolf as a being, and why we should not hate the creature, but should respect and even protect it. “Of Wolves and Men” definitely contributes to the awareness that people have about these predators. Though written decades ago, the book feels like a new friend to me; I feel more connected with the wildlife of the forests surrounding my home. Though many claim to know what wolves are and what they do, Lopez sums it up perfectly in this book. They are creatures of great pride, great compassion, and great loyalty. They care deeply for their pack members, they are determined in their quest for life, regardless of the negative view many have of them, and they are vital in our forest’s survival and are a key part of the everlasting chain of life.
July 30, 2016
3.5 stars
Very interesting in most parts. A lot of detail. Lopez covers all aspects of wolves and of their relationship to people. There was a large section about killing wolves. Yes, it was relevant, but I found it hard to read because I found it distasteful. There's a very nice section near the end about wolves in tales and fables.
Very interesting in most parts. A lot of detail. Lopez covers all aspects of wolves and of their relationship to people. There was a large section about killing wolves. Yes, it was relevant, but I found it hard to read because I found it distasteful. There's a very nice section near the end about wolves in tales and fables.
February 20, 2012
In a world where wolves are misunderstood and persecuted, this should be required reading.
very hard to read at times but if you love wolves as I do, you have a duty to read it.
very hard to read at times but if you love wolves as I do, you have a duty to read it.
May 9, 2014
Barry Lopez has dedicated his incredible career as a writer and thinker to exploring the confluence of nature and culture. Most of his fiction explores the subject through the lens of individuals, scientists and shamans and aesthetes, historical figures and travelers. Most of his non-fiction is place based, though the focus ranges from cities to islands to the entire Arctic.
Rather than offering his own viewpoint, then (though it is not concealed and certainly emerges throughout the book), Lopez offers a panoply of myths, stories, and perspectives. The stories told by modern science (remembering that the book was published in 1978) ground our exploration, and surely Lopez's readers as a rule couldn't accept another starting point. But while we tend to want to trust this body of knowledge, and Lopez doesn't slander its epistemology and potential, it is rather thin and unsatisfying. There simply hasn't been enough work done for a complete picture of wolf behavior and ecology to emerge.
But this is not why Lopez turns to other viewpoints. Native American mythology, hunters' tales, and Christian folk legend aren't inferior alternatives to science, though they are not treated as epistemological equals either. By presenting these four viewpoints on the wolf, Lopez investigates human imagination of the wolf, its social construction by these four distinct societies. With the wolf as a fixed point of reference, Lopez is able to compare and contrast the symbology and sentiment humans have historically mapped onto nature – the contrast between European and Native American cultures of course stand in stark contrast, while the contemporary viewpoint is in some ways even more distinct from its historical roots.
In each part, Lopez explores both stories and their roots and counterparts in economics, social movements, and actual ecology. Plains and Arctic Indian groups see wolves as counterparts, intelligent and skillful hunters who employ more or less the same tactics on the same prey, but manage to survive without the aid of technology. The idea of the wolf (and indeed many of the stories include spirit versions of animal species, concepts in many ways identical to Plato's Ideals) is called on to grant warriors its admired traits. Frontier hunters and rangemen made wolves a scapegoat for the manifold factors responsible for business downswings. Killing them was a tangible way for them to improve their fortunes, something they could respond to, unlike price drops and droughts. And it provided an easy, cheap way for politicians to placate the angry rancher lobby.
The last part focuses on medieval European folk tales about wolves. Compared to Native Americans, European stories show a conspicuous absence of actual wolves, a reflection of ecology but more so of modes of production and religious politics. The medieval compendium of knowledge about natural history, the physiologus, is full of folk remedies premised in religious allegory. It makes explicit what is now a post-modern revelation for young environmentalists: our ideas about nature are social projections, not Truth (a point Lopez makes subtly by placing scientific perspectives on the same playing field as the rest).
Beyond the physiologus, wolf stories in Europe were dominated by the werewolf. I didn't realize this, but apparently werewolves were burned and boiled to death as often as witches, if not more. Anticipating the fate of North America's wolves, they were treated as scapegoats for moral issues. Wolves, and their human counterparts, became icons for everything bad about humans. Their intelligence was acknowledged, was the premise for their place as the perfect sinner: wolves are smart enough to know it's wrong, yet they kill for pleasure and steal with abandon, with gluttony. They have an endless appetite not just for meat but for death and destruction in general. While most “werewolves” were men afflicted with epilepsy, autism, simple lack of socialization, or just being in the wrong place at the wrong time, some among the poor, desperate, and disenfranchised may have sought out the dark power of the werewolf, making a deal with the devil, etc, intentionally.
The thing I found most interesting about this, for better or worse, was its relevance to modern genre fic tropes. I saw in werewolf stories the missing piece that explained what the Sith are in Star Wars, and by extension, what villains and mooks in comic books and fantasy are in general. They are the legacy of the embattled Christian worldview. Christians in 1100s Europe didn't, couldn't, see wolves as just animals going about their lives as God made them, and much less could they see the poor and afflicted as people. The Sith, villains in general, are incarnations of evil, servants of the Devil, because they are stories about good conquering evil: reenacting the central drama of our culture is their ultimate raison d'etre.
The idea that this portrayal is psychologically lacking wouldn't have occurred to anyone until recently; only recently has the concept that the Devil employs servants to tempt Christians and introduce sin to the world begun dying out. While werewolves are mythological creatures projected onto a bunch of innocent scapegoats, an idea that serves to define a moral community, in fiction they are actually real things. Unlike the Devil and “Evil” in our world, the the dark side actually exists in Star Wars. The whole thing brought home to me more than I'd realized before – and I feel foolish at how stunningly apparent it is in retrospect – that modern good v. evil comic book fiction is an extension, optimistically the last dying gasps, of an obsolete worldview that has no place in a cosmopolitan, post-modern society. Which is kind of rough for me, cuz I love Star Wars :S
Rather than offering his own viewpoint, then (though it is not concealed and certainly emerges throughout the book), Lopez offers a panoply of myths, stories, and perspectives. The stories told by modern science (remembering that the book was published in 1978) ground our exploration, and surely Lopez's readers as a rule couldn't accept another starting point. But while we tend to want to trust this body of knowledge, and Lopez doesn't slander its epistemology and potential, it is rather thin and unsatisfying. There simply hasn't been enough work done for a complete picture of wolf behavior and ecology to emerge.
But this is not why Lopez turns to other viewpoints. Native American mythology, hunters' tales, and Christian folk legend aren't inferior alternatives to science, though they are not treated as epistemological equals either. By presenting these four viewpoints on the wolf, Lopez investigates human imagination of the wolf, its social construction by these four distinct societies. With the wolf as a fixed point of reference, Lopez is able to compare and contrast the symbology and sentiment humans have historically mapped onto nature – the contrast between European and Native American cultures of course stand in stark contrast, while the contemporary viewpoint is in some ways even more distinct from its historical roots.
In each part, Lopez explores both stories and their roots and counterparts in economics, social movements, and actual ecology. Plains and Arctic Indian groups see wolves as counterparts, intelligent and skillful hunters who employ more or less the same tactics on the same prey, but manage to survive without the aid of technology. The idea of the wolf (and indeed many of the stories include spirit versions of animal species, concepts in many ways identical to Plato's Ideals) is called on to grant warriors its admired traits. Frontier hunters and rangemen made wolves a scapegoat for the manifold factors responsible for business downswings. Killing them was a tangible way for them to improve their fortunes, something they could respond to, unlike price drops and droughts. And it provided an easy, cheap way for politicians to placate the angry rancher lobby.
The last part focuses on medieval European folk tales about wolves. Compared to Native Americans, European stories show a conspicuous absence of actual wolves, a reflection of ecology but more so of modes of production and religious politics. The medieval compendium of knowledge about natural history, the physiologus, is full of folk remedies premised in religious allegory. It makes explicit what is now a post-modern revelation for young environmentalists: our ideas about nature are social projections, not Truth (a point Lopez makes subtly by placing scientific perspectives on the same playing field as the rest).
Beyond the physiologus, wolf stories in Europe were dominated by the werewolf. I didn't realize this, but apparently werewolves were burned and boiled to death as often as witches, if not more. Anticipating the fate of North America's wolves, they were treated as scapegoats for moral issues. Wolves, and their human counterparts, became icons for everything bad about humans. Their intelligence was acknowledged, was the premise for their place as the perfect sinner: wolves are smart enough to know it's wrong, yet they kill for pleasure and steal with abandon, with gluttony. They have an endless appetite not just for meat but for death and destruction in general. While most “werewolves” were men afflicted with epilepsy, autism, simple lack of socialization, or just being in the wrong place at the wrong time, some among the poor, desperate, and disenfranchised may have sought out the dark power of the werewolf, making a deal with the devil, etc, intentionally.
The thing I found most interesting about this, for better or worse, was its relevance to modern genre fic tropes. I saw in werewolf stories the missing piece that explained what the Sith are in Star Wars, and by extension, what villains and mooks in comic books and fantasy are in general. They are the legacy of the embattled Christian worldview. Christians in 1100s Europe didn't, couldn't, see wolves as just animals going about their lives as God made them, and much less could they see the poor and afflicted as people. The Sith, villains in general, are incarnations of evil, servants of the Devil, because they are stories about good conquering evil: reenacting the central drama of our culture is their ultimate raison d'etre.
The idea that this portrayal is psychologically lacking wouldn't have occurred to anyone until recently; only recently has the concept that the Devil employs servants to tempt Christians and introduce sin to the world begun dying out. While werewolves are mythological creatures projected onto a bunch of innocent scapegoats, an idea that serves to define a moral community, in fiction they are actually real things. Unlike the Devil and “Evil” in our world, the the dark side actually exists in Star Wars. The whole thing brought home to me more than I'd realized before – and I feel foolish at how stunningly apparent it is in retrospect – that modern good v. evil comic book fiction is an extension, optimistically the last dying gasps, of an obsolete worldview that has no place in a cosmopolitan, post-modern society. Which is kind of rough for me, cuz I love Star Wars :S
March 8, 2025
Wonderful writer. Makes his writing poetic. Able to deal with a difficult subject with open eyes for all sides. Highly recommended.
March 23, 2015
Of Wolves and Men, by Barry Lopez, explores many facets of the long and tempestuous relationship between humans and wolves. Sadly, in an age of infinite information and growing eco-awareness, many people still remain crippled by an overwhelming, totally irrational hatred of wolves. They want them all dead. Now.
The people of hunting societies had immense respect for wolves, amazing animals that could survive long arctic winters without tools, clothing, or fires. Both wolves and humans were highly intelligent and social species who spent their lives living in a similar way, on the same land, pursuing the same prey. Wolves were natural predators. Their bodies were perfected for the hunting life by a million years of evolution. Humans were odd creatures, incapable of effective hunting without the use of a collection of clever technology. Eskimos periodically died of starvation, but wolves rarely did.
The Eskimos hunted sacred wild animals, and their meat was powerful medicine. It made you strong and alive. The opposite of sacred flesh was the meat of pathetic animals, like domesticated herbivores. This was junk food that would not keep you well nourished. The Naskapi believed that they were being spiritually destroyed as a people by being forced to eat the meat of mutant animals.
Hunting societies generally did not hunt wolves for food. Eating wolf flesh was taboo in many cultures. Similarly, wolves did not routinely kill humans for food. But they enjoyed having humans for lunch. There were many stories of wolves digging up corpses. They feasted on the piles of humans killed by the Black Death, and they regularly appeared on battlefields to dine on unlucky soldiers and horses. Wolves and ravens were frequently the companions of mighty war gods.
When humans migrated into North America, they probably brought three or four types of dogs (domesticated gray wolves). Dogs assisted in hunting, pulled or carried loads, and provided fur and meat. They were not pets. Nuisance dogs were promptly dispatched. The Nunamiut believed that wolves had souls, but their sled dogs didn’t. The Sioux referred to wolves as shunkmanitu tanka, “the animal that looks like a dog (but) is a powerful spirit.” Dogs were not allowed in their ceremonial lodges.
Big trouble came when “problem humans” appeared, and began the bizarre and unnatural practice of domesticating livestock, poultry, and water fowl. They were completely out of balance with the family of life. Problem humans rapidly expanded in numbers, destroyed the ancient forests, and exterminated the animals that the wolves depended on. Before long, the countryside was cluttered with passive dim-witted beasts. Eventually, there was nothing for the wolves to eat except for junk food. A farm family might wake up in the morning to find that wolves had killed all of their enslaved critters, and this did not amuse them.
Lopez once asked Eskimos a question: if you decided to start herding reindeer, would you exterminate the wolves? “No.” They would expect some predation. It would be insane to kill off their sacred relatives in order to maximize meat production.
But problem humans resented anything that lived on their land for free, and long ago they began the War on Wolves. An enthusiastic European wolfer in 1650 might kill 20 or 30 wolves in his life, but an American wolfer in the late nineteenth century, armed with kegs of strychnine, might kill 4,000 or 5,000 wolves in ten years. By collecting bounties and selling pelts, a wolfer could make $1,000 to $3,000 in four months — big money at that time. The game was: (1) shoot a few buffalo, (2) lace their meat with poison, (3) return the next morning and skin 20 or 30 dead wolves.
The strychnine hunters went crazy. Cowboys never passed a carcass on the range without poisoning it. They shot birds and painted them with poison. Farm dogs died. Children died. Anything that ate meat died. Prior to white settlement, the Great Plains was home to an incredible abundance of wildlife. Lopez estimated that between 1850 and 1900, 500 million wild animals died. Such insanity staggers the imagination.
Today, the killing continues. Problem humans are using dynamite to blow up predator dens, and shooting them from planes and helicopters. They stake out dogs in heat, and then beat to death the wolves that mount them. Why? Why? Why?
Lopez takes us back to old Europe in search of answers. In the medieval mind, anything evil was associated with wolves. The wolf and the devil were one. Werewolves and witches were tortured and brutally murdered in great numbers during the Inquisition, an enterprise controlled by the well-educated, Jesus-adoring, upper class. Victims included anyone odd or unpopular: the insane, simpletons, epileptics, people with Down’s syndrome. Our experiment with civilization was turning into a horror show, as they always do.
From another source, I’ve learned that problem humans were not just Christians. The Japanese raised far less livestock, so wolves were not a major threat to them. Wolves were seen as spirit messengers, and shrines were built to venerate them. But the last Japanese wolf was killed in 1905. Oddly, some still believe that the wolves continue to survive.
Lopez does not give us an exact diagnosis for our sickness, nor an antidote. Our problems are rooted in a failure to understand our place in the universe. They reflect self-loathing. We kill wolves, werewolves, and witches in a futile effort to erase our animal nature. We have been taught to believe that our strong and normal hunger for pleasure and life is shameful and wrong. We have been taught that humans are the center of the universe, elevated above everything else in Creation. Until we outgrow that idiocy, we will remain spectacularly crazy, and doomed to a short performance on our sweet and beautiful planet.
The people of hunting societies had immense respect for wolves, amazing animals that could survive long arctic winters without tools, clothing, or fires. Both wolves and humans were highly intelligent and social species who spent their lives living in a similar way, on the same land, pursuing the same prey. Wolves were natural predators. Their bodies were perfected for the hunting life by a million years of evolution. Humans were odd creatures, incapable of effective hunting without the use of a collection of clever technology. Eskimos periodically died of starvation, but wolves rarely did.
The Eskimos hunted sacred wild animals, and their meat was powerful medicine. It made you strong and alive. The opposite of sacred flesh was the meat of pathetic animals, like domesticated herbivores. This was junk food that would not keep you well nourished. The Naskapi believed that they were being spiritually destroyed as a people by being forced to eat the meat of mutant animals.
Hunting societies generally did not hunt wolves for food. Eating wolf flesh was taboo in many cultures. Similarly, wolves did not routinely kill humans for food. But they enjoyed having humans for lunch. There were many stories of wolves digging up corpses. They feasted on the piles of humans killed by the Black Death, and they regularly appeared on battlefields to dine on unlucky soldiers and horses. Wolves and ravens were frequently the companions of mighty war gods.
When humans migrated into North America, they probably brought three or four types of dogs (domesticated gray wolves). Dogs assisted in hunting, pulled or carried loads, and provided fur and meat. They were not pets. Nuisance dogs were promptly dispatched. The Nunamiut believed that wolves had souls, but their sled dogs didn’t. The Sioux referred to wolves as shunkmanitu tanka, “the animal that looks like a dog (but) is a powerful spirit.” Dogs were not allowed in their ceremonial lodges.
Big trouble came when “problem humans” appeared, and began the bizarre and unnatural practice of domesticating livestock, poultry, and water fowl. They were completely out of balance with the family of life. Problem humans rapidly expanded in numbers, destroyed the ancient forests, and exterminated the animals that the wolves depended on. Before long, the countryside was cluttered with passive dim-witted beasts. Eventually, there was nothing for the wolves to eat except for junk food. A farm family might wake up in the morning to find that wolves had killed all of their enslaved critters, and this did not amuse them.
Lopez once asked Eskimos a question: if you decided to start herding reindeer, would you exterminate the wolves? “No.” They would expect some predation. It would be insane to kill off their sacred relatives in order to maximize meat production.
But problem humans resented anything that lived on their land for free, and long ago they began the War on Wolves. An enthusiastic European wolfer in 1650 might kill 20 or 30 wolves in his life, but an American wolfer in the late nineteenth century, armed with kegs of strychnine, might kill 4,000 or 5,000 wolves in ten years. By collecting bounties and selling pelts, a wolfer could make $1,000 to $3,000 in four months — big money at that time. The game was: (1) shoot a few buffalo, (2) lace their meat with poison, (3) return the next morning and skin 20 or 30 dead wolves.
The strychnine hunters went crazy. Cowboys never passed a carcass on the range without poisoning it. They shot birds and painted them with poison. Farm dogs died. Children died. Anything that ate meat died. Prior to white settlement, the Great Plains was home to an incredible abundance of wildlife. Lopez estimated that between 1850 and 1900, 500 million wild animals died. Such insanity staggers the imagination.
Today, the killing continues. Problem humans are using dynamite to blow up predator dens, and shooting them from planes and helicopters. They stake out dogs in heat, and then beat to death the wolves that mount them. Why? Why? Why?
Lopez takes us back to old Europe in search of answers. In the medieval mind, anything evil was associated with wolves. The wolf and the devil were one. Werewolves and witches were tortured and brutally murdered in great numbers during the Inquisition, an enterprise controlled by the well-educated, Jesus-adoring, upper class. Victims included anyone odd or unpopular: the insane, simpletons, epileptics, people with Down’s syndrome. Our experiment with civilization was turning into a horror show, as they always do.
From another source, I’ve learned that problem humans were not just Christians. The Japanese raised far less livestock, so wolves were not a major threat to them. Wolves were seen as spirit messengers, and shrines were built to venerate them. But the last Japanese wolf was killed in 1905. Oddly, some still believe that the wolves continue to survive.
Lopez does not give us an exact diagnosis for our sickness, nor an antidote. Our problems are rooted in a failure to understand our place in the universe. They reflect self-loathing. We kill wolves, werewolves, and witches in a futile effort to erase our animal nature. We have been taught to believe that our strong and normal hunger for pleasure and life is shameful and wrong. We have been taught that humans are the center of the universe, elevated above everything else in Creation. Until we outgrow that idiocy, we will remain spectacularly crazy, and doomed to a short performance on our sweet and beautiful planet.
May 3, 2024
I can’t believe it took me so long to read this book. This book covers so much about Wolves, men and nature in general. There is a bit that has changed since Lopez wrote this in 1978 but I think mostly for the good. My views align with most everything Lopez says here. I’m looking forward to reading more from Lopez and will probably re-read this one as well.
September 28, 2015
My journey with this book begins in Yellowstone. Late one night, my brother, a friend, and myself, accompanied by my red heeler dog, ventured up into the caldera for some star-gazing and camping. Instead of a restful sleep, we were stalked by a wolf who howled chillingly over and over as others joined in the chase. We made it back to our car and the night grew silent. The next day, driving through Shoshone, Wyoming, a woman was selling by the side of the road "Of Wolves and Men" by Barry Holstun Lopez. This book came to me at a perfect time. Holstun's writing is clear, intelligent, well-researched, and also animates his subjects as characters with personalities. The book is organized like a sonata, and goes through some expository sections about the wolf and our relationship to him -- hitting on the science, on the mythology, on the history -- and ends with a powerful climax that is literally the explosion of the supernova in the wolf-star Lupus. In doing so, Lopez succeeds in painting a portrait of the wolf and man that stretches across the reaches of space from the mundane to the cosmic. Very impressive, and beautiful. That said, some readers might find some of the expository parts a little too long or pedantic. Though this is not what I felt -- and I found the writing artfully balanced on the line dividing too little from too much -- I can understand that sentiment. Different strokes for different folks, I guess!
January 27, 2021
This book is as old as I am but is only slightly dated. My favorite parts were the first two sections, about wolf behavior then about the intersection between wolves and Native Americans. The third section --- about Western attempts to eradicate wolves off the face of the earth --- was a much tougher read.
October 18, 2025
un saggio di facile lettura e molto interessante, che tenta di dissipare qualche pregiudizio sui lupi: prima dal punto di vista del naturalista forte di anni di osservazione sul campo, poi con un excursus su indiani ed eschimesi in rapporto con questi animali, infine rintracciando l'origine del pregiudizio nella mitologia e nella favolistica. un panorama ampio, piacevole da esplorare.
June 23, 2022
Everything we know about wolves, from the viewpoint of science, biology, mythology, fairytales, and personal experience. The book is very well written and offers many details and all aspects of wolves and their relationship with people. In the past couple of years, there's been a change in public opinion about wolves and how _not bad_ they are.
The first time I remember being mindblown about wolves was seeing the [TEDx talk by Miha Krofel: Living with wolves](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PH0pp...). And I can still recommend it as a great starting point. If you enjoy that video, then I can wholeheartedly recommend this book. If not, well, then not. 😅
The book does meander in a couple of places and goes way too deep at times, making it a more challenging read than it could be. Then again, it is over 15 years old, and our attention span has gotten shorter.
The first time I remember being mindblown about wolves was seeing the [TEDx talk by Miha Krofel: Living with wolves](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PH0pp...). And I can still recommend it as a great starting point. If you enjoy that video, then I can wholeheartedly recommend this book. If not, well, then not. 😅
The book does meander in a couple of places and goes way too deep at times, making it a more challenging read than it could be. Then again, it is over 15 years old, and our attention span has gotten shorter.
September 7, 2024
This is a well-researched and moving book about canis lupus. Wolf biology. The Indian tribes mythology in the U.S. The massive killing parties of wolf-hating men. The folklore of the wolf in Europe. Aesop's Fables representations of the wolf. Full of good photos and illustrations, etc. of the beautiful animals. It made me a little more misanthropic, because of the near-extermination of the noble beast. It also helped me better understand Train Dreams, Steppenwolf, and especially The Crossing.
September 12, 2018
I find wolves fascinating, so I am glad I read this nonfiction classic from the late 70s. This would make a perfect companion piece to American Wolf. My only quibble, was the wolf folklore section. It went on far to long, otherwise I recommend it to any nature lovers.
January 18, 2025
Such a fascinating and thought-provoking book. Stories from so many viewpoints showing how little we truly know wolves. At the same time how much we learn about humans from the way we have treated them and continue to treat them both as a species and as an idea.
March 29, 2018
Allo spuntar del giorno
io vago
pronto a lacerare il mondo
io vago
Saggio abbastanza approfondito sulla vita dei lupi, che l'autore suddivide in quattro parti:
Canis Lupus Linnaeus: parte introduttiva in cui si cerca di capire il lupo in un contesto sociale ed etologico, preceduto da uno sguardo alla suddivisione delle diverse razze.
Nuvole all'orizzonte: qui analizziamo l'inserimento del lupo nei miti dei nativi americani, la sua origine e il suo significato simbolico.
La bestia dell'abbandono e della desolazione: raccolta di racconti riguardante la strage compiuta dai conquistatori nei confronti dei lupi, completa di "motivazioni" e conseguenze per la specie.
E un lupo divorerà il sole: così come nella seconda parte del libro l'autore ha analizzato l'inserimento del lupo nel folklore nativo-americano, questa parte è dedicata alla sua presenza, al significato, all'importanza e all'evoluzione della figura lupesca nei popoli europei.
Vi è poi un epilogo nel quale si cerca di predire il futuro della specie, con un certo ottimismo.
Il motivo per cui ho inizialmente specificato "abbastanza approfondito", è dato dal fatto che in questo saggio non ci si sofferma tanto sulla vita dell'animale, quanto sul rapporto uomo-lupo che ha notevolmente influenzato la sorte della specie. Detto questo, le altre tre parti sono trattate con competenza e sono arricchite da numerose fonti: se non state cercando un saggio prettamente etologico, questo libro è pressoché perfetto.
August 21, 2022
The wolf has been invented. There is no wolf. There is only a figure moving like fog through the twilight. Science has only drawn a circle and named it Wolf. Propaganda has turned it into a monster, from the early church to the beef industry. Sacred stories from the Eskimo to medieval England to the Middle East and beyond have gotten it a little closer, by never fencing the wolf in completely, and Barry Lopez has written a book on nature like none I’ve read. By breaking each of these circles and more and looping them into a spiral he examines the idea of Wolf from many different angles while never deigning at exhausting its Wolfness.
June 1, 2021
Even for someone who's not American, this book adds immense value. It is in a way, a riveting and enlightening account of human-animal relationships in general.
My biggest takeaway is the humbling realisation that even today there's a cloud of mystery around the creatures with which we share this planet. I am never to lose sight of this.
It's important to remember that even our current understanding is sort us arranged in disparate elements of science, folklore, metaphors etc. And the first step to furthering this understanding is to find and link these elements together.
My biggest takeaway is the humbling realisation that even today there's a cloud of mystery around the creatures with which we share this planet. I am never to lose sight of this.
It's important to remember that even our current understanding is sort us arranged in disparate elements of science, folklore, metaphors etc. And the first step to furthering this understanding is to find and link these elements together.
July 8, 2017
It can't be emphasized too strongly that the wolf simply goes about his business; and men select only those (few) things the wolf does that interest them to pay attention to.
We do not know very much at all about animals. We cannot understand them except in terms of our own needs and experiences.
We seem eager to be corrected, to know how wrong our ideas about wolves have been, how complex the creature really is, how ultimately unfathomable.
We do not know very much at all about animals. We cannot understand them except in terms of our own needs and experiences.
We seem eager to be corrected, to know how wrong our ideas about wolves have been, how complex the creature really is, how ultimately unfathomable.
August 5, 2024
Some usual Barry Lopezesque extremely silly writing — from pure folly (did you know native people light fires to cook and for warmth but always with “spiritual overtones”) to willful obnoxiousness (like his self conscious insistence that he will discuss only men and man) — and one can only take so much heinous wolf murder. But still a rich resource on natural and cultural observations regarding wolves. Amazing creatures.
May 14, 2023
Not the book I thought I was reading. More like “(1 Chapter) Of Wolves and (12 Chapters of) Men”. Fenrir seems cool and all, but what about the standard, everyday, garden-variety wolves mentioned in Chapter 1? Needs more wolves.
June 21, 2017
In one sense Of Wolves and Men is not really so much about wolves, rather wolves are the alien species Lopez uses to expose how Mankind tries to understand the world, and how fear and misunderstand and plain stupidity inform that understanding (or more accurately our mis-understanding)
The broad stories he uses are Native American and more recent Eskimo view of wolves, Western folklore’s influence on our modern approach to wolves and some actual scientific information about wolves.
BUT I think the overriding point of the books is an observation on how humans try and fail to find their place in the world. And connected to that, what “rights” do we have over the other animals of planet Earth? Of course “rights” in itself presuppose some law that has logical outlines on who can do what to whom.
The Native Americans, well mostly the plains Indians and not those who were farmers, are portrayed in a pretty positive light. And he sees in them a more connected life (to the rest of the world) because they lived a hunter’s life and that allowed them to experience life a little more like a wolf would. So the traits they valued they could see in the wolf. But aside from respect for the wolf they developed a respect for the prey that they hunted. To the point hunting became a holy endeavor.
(Indians perception of wolves) ..the line between Indians and wolves may fade, not because Indians did not perceive the differences but but because they were preoccupied with the similarities. PG 98
Hunting is holy. It is not viewed in the same light as an activity like berry picking. Game animals are holy. PG. 90
Although one wonders if the Navajo or Hopi were farming at the same time did they viewed the plants as holy.
Another big part is wondering where came the vehement hatred of wolves that drove the 19th and 20th century extermination of wolves from the lower 48 states. Some is traced back centuries of custom and folklore, but the upshot is humans not only cannot see animals as fellow creatures but once labeled they become the container of our vengeance
It is a violent expression of a terrible assumption: that men have the right to kill other creatures not for what they do but for what we fear they may do…Killing wolves has to do with fear based on superstitions. It has to do with “duty”. It has to do with proving manhood. PG 140
Ultimately I think this book is a plea to humanity to accept that wolves (and other critters I assume), that while they could be a personal threat do have a place in the world, and if we make room for them our existence is immeasurably improved. But he is honest enough to note just saying wolves have a place doesn’t explain it all, HOWEVER if we accept we don’t know everything and accept mystery as well as wolves we will again be immeasurably improved.
To reduce my own review, I think he is saying despite all the modern marvels, we don’t really know ourselves, and how we treat wolves is a very clear expression of that.
But the scope, casual irresponsibility, and the cruelty of the wolf killing is something else. I do not think it comes from some base, atavistic urge, though that may be part of it. I think it is that we simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it. PG 196
The broad stories he uses are Native American and more recent Eskimo view of wolves, Western folklore’s influence on our modern approach to wolves and some actual scientific information about wolves.
BUT I think the overriding point of the books is an observation on how humans try and fail to find their place in the world. And connected to that, what “rights” do we have over the other animals of planet Earth? Of course “rights” in itself presuppose some law that has logical outlines on who can do what to whom.
The Native Americans, well mostly the plains Indians and not those who were farmers, are portrayed in a pretty positive light. And he sees in them a more connected life (to the rest of the world) because they lived a hunter’s life and that allowed them to experience life a little more like a wolf would. So the traits they valued they could see in the wolf. But aside from respect for the wolf they developed a respect for the prey that they hunted. To the point hunting became a holy endeavor.
(Indians perception of wolves) ..the line between Indians and wolves may fade, not because Indians did not perceive the differences but but because they were preoccupied with the similarities. PG 98
Hunting is holy. It is not viewed in the same light as an activity like berry picking. Game animals are holy. PG. 90
Although one wonders if the Navajo or Hopi were farming at the same time did they viewed the plants as holy.
Another big part is wondering where came the vehement hatred of wolves that drove the 19th and 20th century extermination of wolves from the lower 48 states. Some is traced back centuries of custom and folklore, but the upshot is humans not only cannot see animals as fellow creatures but once labeled they become the container of our vengeance
It is a violent expression of a terrible assumption: that men have the right to kill other creatures not for what they do but for what we fear they may do…Killing wolves has to do with fear based on superstitions. It has to do with “duty”. It has to do with proving manhood. PG 140
Ultimately I think this book is a plea to humanity to accept that wolves (and other critters I assume), that while they could be a personal threat do have a place in the world, and if we make room for them our existence is immeasurably improved. But he is honest enough to note just saying wolves have a place doesn’t explain it all, HOWEVER if we accept we don’t know everything and accept mystery as well as wolves we will again be immeasurably improved.
To reduce my own review, I think he is saying despite all the modern marvels, we don’t really know ourselves, and how we treat wolves is a very clear expression of that.
But the scope, casual irresponsibility, and the cruelty of the wolf killing is something else. I do not think it comes from some base, atavistic urge, though that may be part of it. I think it is that we simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it. PG 196
January 9, 2026
Of Wolves and Men is a fascinating exploration of the complex relationship between wolves and humans, weaving biology, history, mythology, admiration, and hatred. Lopez presents this relationship as a profound dichotomy, rooted less in the nature of wolves and more in the nature of humanity itself.
Although some sections are admittedly dry, the author’s ability to craft thought-provoking and often beautiful passages will keep you reading until the end. One of the most profound takeaways that I took from this book is just how little progress has been made in human tolerance of wolves after the calculated extirpation of this species from nearly all its range in the Unted States. Despite being published in 1978, much of the narrative seems as though it could have been written yesterday.
These two passages from the book exemplify this point:
“Throughout history man has externalized his bestial nature, finding a scapegoat upon which he could heap his sins and whose sacrificial death would be his atonement. He has put his sins of greed, lust, and deception on the wolf and put the wolf to death-in literature, in folklore, and in real life. ”
“It seems to me that somewhere in our history we should have attempted to answer to ourselves for all this. As I have tried to make clear, the motive for wiping out wolves (as opposed to controlling them) proceeded from misunderstanding, from illusions of what constituted sport, from strident attachment to private property, from ignorance and irrational hatred. But the scope, the casual irresponsibility, and the cruelty of wolf killing is something else. I do not think it comes from some base, atavistic urge, though that may be a part of it. I think it is that we simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.”
As Lopez effectively articulates, this is an issue of man not of wolves. In today’s world, wildlife is often constrained by two forms of carrying capacity. The first is biological carrying capacity, determined by the availability of resources. The second is social carrying capacity, or the maximum density of a species that human communities are willing to tolerate. For wolves in America, it is, and has always been, the latter.
Lopez writes:
“The miracle is that in such a climate of human hatred, misunderstanding, and harrasemnt wildlife biologists have managed to bring the wolf out of the darkness of superstition at all.”
While some progress has been made in this realm, there is still much distrust of wildlife managers today.
In the afterword, written in 2003, Lopez reflects on the years since the book’s original publication, particularly the reintroduction of wolves into Western ecosystems and the conflicts that followed. The feelings from these final pages were deeply felt. Wolves did not ask to be returned to landscapes now dominated by humans, just as they never asked to be removed in the first place. Nor will they ever understand that they are seen as competitors for resources by the same species that displaced them and claimed their territory.
My favorite quote appears at the beginning of the book and serves as a fitting summary of my thoughts from the book and its entire narrative:
“The truth is we know little about the wolf. What we know a good deal more about is what we imagine the wolf to be.”
Although some sections are admittedly dry, the author’s ability to craft thought-provoking and often beautiful passages will keep you reading until the end. One of the most profound takeaways that I took from this book is just how little progress has been made in human tolerance of wolves after the calculated extirpation of this species from nearly all its range in the Unted States. Despite being published in 1978, much of the narrative seems as though it could have been written yesterday.
These two passages from the book exemplify this point:
“Throughout history man has externalized his bestial nature, finding a scapegoat upon which he could heap his sins and whose sacrificial death would be his atonement. He has put his sins of greed, lust, and deception on the wolf and put the wolf to death-in literature, in folklore, and in real life. ”
“It seems to me that somewhere in our history we should have attempted to answer to ourselves for all this. As I have tried to make clear, the motive for wiping out wolves (as opposed to controlling them) proceeded from misunderstanding, from illusions of what constituted sport, from strident attachment to private property, from ignorance and irrational hatred. But the scope, the casual irresponsibility, and the cruelty of wolf killing is something else. I do not think it comes from some base, atavistic urge, though that may be a part of it. I think it is that we simply do not understand our place in the universe and have not the courage to admit it.”
As Lopez effectively articulates, this is an issue of man not of wolves. In today’s world, wildlife is often constrained by two forms of carrying capacity. The first is biological carrying capacity, determined by the availability of resources. The second is social carrying capacity, or the maximum density of a species that human communities are willing to tolerate. For wolves in America, it is, and has always been, the latter.
Lopez writes:
“The miracle is that in such a climate of human hatred, misunderstanding, and harrasemnt wildlife biologists have managed to bring the wolf out of the darkness of superstition at all.”
While some progress has been made in this realm, there is still much distrust of wildlife managers today.
In the afterword, written in 2003, Lopez reflects on the years since the book’s original publication, particularly the reintroduction of wolves into Western ecosystems and the conflicts that followed. The feelings from these final pages were deeply felt. Wolves did not ask to be returned to landscapes now dominated by humans, just as they never asked to be removed in the first place. Nor will they ever understand that they are seen as competitors for resources by the same species that displaced them and claimed their territory.
My favorite quote appears at the beginning of the book and serves as a fitting summary of my thoughts from the book and its entire narrative:
“The truth is we know little about the wolf. What we know a good deal more about is what we imagine the wolf to be.”
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