Yeah, haven’t been feeling the blog mojo lately, so you get stuck with this little tidbit: I found a unicorn!
Now I can check that off my list…what mythical items are left to find, let’s see: a unicorn, an antwerp, a live gnome, Muk Muk, pixie dust, my dignity, Canada’s national identity, my lost idealism, a purpose, Narnia, a hobbit and a truly socially compassionate Republican.
Photo courtesy of Associated Press
Another tasty tidbit from the Running Blogfather (you’ve been giving some good stuff lately, I’m gonna have to increase your consultant fee – multiply what I give you now by 10).
Anyway, I don’t even have anything to say…I don’t know where the picture came from, I don’t know what’s going on, but I do know that those are tree sloths anteaters in cardigans and I do know it kind of freaks me out.
Okay…so I keep seeing this video popping up on the Toronto Star’s homepage. Apparently a martial artist was involved in a photo shoot. As part of this photo shoot it was somehow necessary to make use of…a lion. Long story short, she gets mauled.
Here’s my beef. Animals that are used in advertising and movies are almost always mistreated (CBC’s The Fifth Estate ran a disturbing piece a while back). This is fact. My problem is that the suffering these animals go through isn’t for any “greater good” such as science (which is, of course, debateable). I mean, check out the guy who boots the lion in the head. No, this is so some Jackie Chan wannabee kung fu chicky can promote…what? That she can pose with lions? It’s stupid. No need for animals in this sort of stuff. End of rant.
Besides, who wasn’t really cheering for the lion there? I know I was. I mean, if she is really THAT good at martial arts she should’ve been able to stop the lion. That’s what she gets for flapping her arms like a wounded ostrich around a full grown lion.
And now something from the “I Don’t Have Time for an In-depth Post” files.
Okay, okay, I know this is a little schmaltzy, but I still think these are some pretty striking images. As far as I can tell these are authentic, but someone let me know if I’ve been duped.