Cry Wolf, Kill a Calf: How the Left’s Fantasy Became the Midwest’s Nightmare

There’s a sound that travels through the pines of northern Wisconsin like a ghost from the past: a long, low howl that splits the night.

To some, it’s majestic.

To the people who live with it, it’s a warning. And for those raising livestock across Minnesota, Wisconsin, and the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, that sound is less an echo of wilderness and more a harbinger of ruin.

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City-bound activists and D.C. power-brokers romanticize the wolf. They write laws, sign executive orders, file lawsuits, and film documentaries.

But they don’t wake up at 4:00 a.m. to find a calf torn apart in the snow. They don’t have to explain to their kids why there’s blood near the fence line again. 

And

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