This afternoon while I was walking absent-mindedly pondering life’s mysteries like, what to eat for lunch, some dude dressed all in black asked me “Are you the sort of person who cares about endangered animals?”
And as any decent human being would do, I smiled and said, “No, thanks”
You must think I’m a horrible person, but that’s just a reflex. I walked away thinking, of course I care about endangered animals, what do you take me for, a seal-clubber?! But alas, it was too late. I was on my way to getting a rice dumpling and a chicken pie.
What I really wanted to say was, “Of course I care about endangered animals, I just don’t care enough about it TODAY because I’m hungry and I already donate to WWF, and I don’t feel like parting with more money to save endangered animals because let’s face it, can we really fight the machine that is globalisation?? I mean, do you see any pandas tumbling about in sci-fi movies?”
Great, now I sound more like an endangered-animal-hater, which is completely untrue! Ask all the turtle babies I’ve saved!
Seriously, if you want to engage people on the street about saving endangered animals , for goodness sake don’t get a scary dude to lurch around, use brain-washing ….
Hours of fun….
