Public_Domain Public_Domain:
I certainly haven't been going to zoos since becoming an adult. Not even out of some political disillusionment either. They're boring, and awkward. Some orangatang rocking back and forth staring at the wall of the enclosure. Exciting, nothing unsettling there...
They're doomed businesses. There's no reviving them.
Going the way of freakshows.
The park I worked in was free to the public, it was attached to a steel mill, but that's an entirely different story. There was a swimming pool, concessions, and lots of lovely young ladies working all summer there. I used to take the odd young lady to see the buffalo. Who doesn't want to see a buffalo close up? SO I'd make sure the passenger window was rolled down, then I'd take a pretty young girl out into the buffalo pasture and find the old bull. He wasn't mean, but he was 1,800 lbs of dusty beast, and if you drove close enough to him when he was snoozing in the hot afternoon, it pissed him off, and he'd get up in a great deal of dust and disturbance and stick his head in the window of the truck. It was the size of an old cabinet television and the girl would have no choice but to freak and jump in my lap either for protection, salvation, or maybe the start of true love. Who knows how love affairs start among lonely buffalo wanglers, its got to be easier than those sad girls feeding killer whales in concrete tanks.
CKA Uber 
CKA Uber 
