Cry of Coot

There is lake full of Coots. The Coots are vocal. They do not make any bones about it. Cackling and crying. They remind me of myself. Here I am, this crazy Coot always cackling and crying about. Notice me, look at me, like me, say something to me, me, me. And the herons, egrets, cormorants and osprey go about their business, ignoring the cackling coot.
And so the Coot has this disposition not so pleasant. Chasing other Coots about the lake, head lowered in an aggressive manner, chasing off any other Coots in his space. Its not a very happy lake when it's full of Coots, all vying for attention.
No one even likes to eat the Coots, so there is no thinning of the herd. They just multiply and add to the misery of the lake.
We need to make a decree, that the Osprey must take at least one Coot a day away from the herd. If not, I am afraid the Coot will take over the lake and it will grow viral with everyone cackling and no one giving a hoot about it.