Christian would have turned 42 on August 12 if he is still alive. Of course that is impossible. Given luck a lion can live up to 15 years in the wild.
Once upon a time, there was a zoo department in Harrods and nobody thought of making laws against keeping exotic animals as pets. Two young men, Ace and John, bought a lion cub from the department store and named him Christian. They raised him like a child and developed a strong bond with this extraordinary creature. When Christian grew so big that it was no longer possible for them to keep him domestically, they made arrangements to return Christian to the wild in Kenya. The project could have easily gone wrong. But Christian made it. He got accepted by other lions and ultimately set up his own pride at Cora .
Ace and John returned to London and thought that was the final goodbye. Only it was not. One year later they returned to Kenya, wondering if Christian would recognize his old pals if they were ever to meet again. Would he?
(You can mute it if you are not in the mood for Whitney Houston.)
"...the power of human empathy, leading to collective action, saves lives, and frees prisoners. Ordinary people, whose personal well-being and security are assured, join together in huge numbers to save people they do not know, and will never meet...Unlike any other creature on this planet, humans can learn and understand, without having experienced. They can think themselves into other people’s places...And many prefer not to exercise their imaginations at all. They choose to remain comfortably within the bounds of their own experience, never troubling to wonder how it would feel to have been born other than they are. They can refuse to hear screams or to peer inside cages; they can close their minds and hearts to any suffering that does not touch them personally; they can refuse to know...those who choose not to empathise enable real monsters. For without ever committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it, through our own apathy....The way you vote, the way you live, the way you protest, the pressure you bring to bear on your government, has an impact way beyond your borders. That is your privilege, and your burden. If you choose to use your status and influence to raise your voice on behalf of those who have no voice; if you choose to identify not only with the powerful, but with the powerless; if you retain the ability to imagine yourself into the lives of those who do not have your advantages, then it will not only be your proud families who celebrate your existence, but thousands and millions of people whose reality you have helped change. We do not need magic to change the world, we carry all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the power to imagine better." - JK Rowling
Not trying to be brave and heroic. But I truly believe in what JKR said above. That is why I find it obligatory to attend the candle light vigil at Victoria Park on June 4. That is the very least we can do. And there is virtually no risk or danger at all. Being residents of a tiny special administrative region where freedom of expression and demonstration is not a dream or a joke you might as well cherish the legacy and exercise it while you can. To raise your voice on behalf of those who have no voice, to tell those responsible for the wrongful mass killing that we have not forgotten what they did, and that nothing could ever justify such bloodcurdling act. Justice does not always prevail. It might be all for nothing. Only...only I think one should know better...Otherwise how do you believe in kindness and benevolence in human nature? I honestly don't know.
移居加拿大多倫多的 N 九月結婚，我地一班中學死黨是鐵定要出席的。 本來在想反正飛了十多個小時花了萬多元買機票要不要順道去一趟美國呢？ 別的地方沒多大興頭，但 New York 我是想去看看的。 都說可能有恐怖襲擊，特別是拉登死後，怕阿爾蓋達報復。 其實對我來說更大的顧慮是辦簽證麻煩，還有美國惡名昭彰的海關。
最令人不齒的商品，是皮草。 
