RIP P-22

[TigerVols]

If you don't live in SoCal, you may not understand just how much a part of LA's fabric this amazing animal was.

P-22, L.A. celebrity mountain lion, euthanized due to severe injuries

^This was snapped by a wildlife camera; it was not staged.

On a brighter note, California's doing what California does...spend a lot of money to help our furry neighbors...

Liberty Canyon Wildlife Crossing – Santa Monica Mountains Conservancy

 

[Slacker]

If you don't live in SoCal, you may not understand just how much a part of LA's fabric this amazing animal was.

P-22, L.A. celebrity mountain lion, euthanized due to severe injuries

Many Angelenos saw themselves in P-22, an aging bachelor who adjusted to a too-small space in the big city, waiting for a mate who might never arrive. Others identified with his story, crossing borders and freeways in search of a place he could call home.​

This graf reminds me (too much) of one we struck from an A1 feature story almost 25 years ago. We did induct it immediately into our Newsroom Quotewall Hall of Fame, and I've saved it to this day for moments like this ...

Still, many gather at the [Podunk] market, hoping their cattle will fetch a higher price. Some of the animals are silent; others moo loudly, as if realizing they're not bringing in enough money to pay the bills.


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[maumann]

Many Angelenos saw themselves in P-22, an aging bachelor who adjusted to a too-small space in the big city, waiting for a mate who might never arrive. Others identified with his story, crossing borders and freeways in search of a place he could call home.​

This graf reminds me (too much) of one we struck from an A1 feature story almost 25 years ago. We did induct it immediately into our Newsroom Quotewall Hall of Fame, and I've saved it to this day for moments like this ...

Still, many gather at the [Podunk] market, hoping their cattle will fetch a higher price. Some of the animals are silent; others moo loudly, as if realizing they're not bringing in enough money to pay the bills.​

MANY? Boy, Los Angeles has sure changed since I was a kid.

I've had a writer who had a peculiar proclivity for trying to tie emotional responses to inanimate objects. A sample:

"The Fords were parked next to the Chevrolets, roaring their V8s in a menacing fashion, as if saying they were ready for the combat to come on the track."

What? No, don't come on the track. Cars can't physically do that. And nobody needs to even think you think that.

 

[Regan MacNeil]

Many Angelenos saw themselves in P-22, an aging bachelor who adjusted to a too-small space in the big city, waiting for a mate who might never arrive. Others identified with his story, crossing borders and freeways in search of a place he could call home.​

This graf reminds me (too much) of one we struck from an A1 feature story almost 25 years ago. We did induct it immediately into our Newsroom Quotewall Hall of Fame, and I've saved it to this day for moments like this ...

Still, many gather at the [Podunk] market, hoping their cattle will fetch a higher price. Some of the animals are silent; others moo loudly, as if realizing they're not bringing in enough money to pay the bills.​

Joe Banks, 82 years young, has come to this pond everyday for the past 17 years to feed the ducks. But last month Joe made a discovery: the ducks were gone. Some say the ducks went to Canada, others say Toronto. And some people think Joe used to sit down there near those ducks. But it could be that there's just no room in this modern world, for an old man and his ducks.

 

[Songbird]

All I know is that the writer who wrote this ...

Still, many gather at the [Podunk] market, hoping their cattle will fetch a higher price. Some of the animals are silent; others moo loudly, as if realizing they're not bringing in enough money to pay the bills.​

... should have been given a bonus for that graf, or at least a steak dinner. The bold part is really funny.

 

[Slacker]

All I know is that the writer who wrote this ...

Still, many gather at the [Podunk] market, hoping their cattle will fetch a higher price. Some of the animals are silent; others moo loudly, as if realizing they're not bringing in enough money to pay the bills.​

... should have been given a bonus for that graf, or at least a steak dinner. The bold part is really funny.

No, we took him out back and set him on fire.

And somehow, as the flames engulfed his body and turned him into a pile of char out there behind the dumpsters, his shrieks and howls gradually turned into quiet, gentle moans, as if he were embracing the warm, bright glow that was taking him to a higher calling.

RIP, Sparky.

 

[Shropshire Slasher]

MANY? Boy, Los Angeles has sure changed since I was a kid.

I've had a writer who had a peculiar proclivity for trying to tie emotional responses to inanimate objects. A sample:

"The Fords were parked next to the Chevrolets, roaring their V8s in a menacing fashion, as if saying they were ready for the combat to come on the track."

What? No, don't come on the track. Cars can't physically do that. And nobody needs to even think you think that.

As an editor I would've let that slide because it's the combat that comes, not the cars.

You just have a dirty mind.