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Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Michael Jackson's tigers telepathically informed of his death

The former actress Tippi Hedren now runs an animal sanctuary for exotic beasts -- retired circus lions and such -- and took the tigers from Michael Jackson's small zoo when it was closed down in 2005. She let a reporter know that she took the trouble to inform the tigers of their former owner's death: "I went up and sat with them for a while and let them know that Michael was gone. You don't know what mental telepathy exists from the human to the animal. But I hope they understood."

She doesn't say whether the tigers were disappointed that they never got to kill and consume their former owner. I have the feeling that's really the only thing on the mind of a tiger: Prey or not?

In the same vein, in this rundown of Jackson's other exotic pets and what happened to them, when asked whether Jackson's chimp Bubbles has been informed of his owner's death, the directory of the sanctuary where the chimp now lives says, "We haven't said anything to him yet."

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Labels: tiger

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The tigers are getting organized

A Sumatran tiger killed two illegal loggers in, yes, Sumatra -- bringing to five the number of loggers who have been killed by tigers there in less than a month.

Those tigers aren't dumb.

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Labels: environment, tiger

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Having fun over there

Breaking my previous record, I posted five entries in one day over at sf.metblogs. The tiger story, she has been good to me.

It occurred to me, as I was updating the fourth, news-filled post, that the tiger story is on the verge of becoming a classic SF story, like the JT LeRoy hoax, the dog mauling, and my favorite of all time, the Condor Club bouncer who was killed by Carol Doda's piano. (In that incident, which happened around 1980, a bouncer was killed while having sex after hours with one of the club's strippers on top of the piano. The piano was rigged to descend from the ceiling with Doda on top of it, her grand entrance. While the bouncer and the stripper were fucking, the piano's mechanism somehow got started, and the piano began rising toward the trap door, which was closed. The dancer was nimble enough to jump off, but the bouncer weighed over 300 pounds and couldn't get off the piano, as it rose to the ceiling, crushing him to death. Best! Story! Evar!!1!)

The 2005 chili finger story came close, but regrettably it happened in San Jose.

Let's see how the tiger's tale measures up:

Sex - no
Money - no, at least until the lawsuits start
Death - yes
Bizarre factor - yes
Celebrity - yes, when you include the lawyers
Happened largely in SF - yes
Took advantage of SF liberal fantasies about itself - yes

Clearly all that it lacks is sex. Sigh.

Labels: blogging, San Francisco, tiger