Friday, June 11, 2004

Ayuh.

From the beautiful state of Maine, in the serene town of Standish, comes this prime example of potential Darwinism:

Nick Talbot, 18, stepped outside armed with his digital camera Wednesday afternoon to take pictures of a large bear that was peacefully eating from bird feeders behind a deck and fire place.
Followed up by this piece of half-assed advice:
And the best thing to do if you have a run-in with a bear is to stand your ground, wave your arms and make a lot of noise, (Mark Latti, spokesman for the Department of Inland Fisheries and Wildlife) said.
Seems to me the best thing to do, if your only choice of defensive weapon is a fucking camera, is to stay the in the damn house. Reminds me of the story of the city-slicker who goes on a wilderness vacation to Alaska.

The innkeeper warns him about traveling into bear country and asks if the man is adequately prepared for it. The city-slicker confidently shows the innkeeper his shiny new .357 Magnum to which the innkeeper replies, "You're gonna have to file down that front sight a bit there."

"Why's that?", the city slicker asks.

"So it don't hurt as much when the grizzly shoves it up your ass."