Here I am pictured in attendance at the zoo, looking high and low for these so-called animals, though clearly none are to be found. |
As everyone knows perfectly well, the zoo is a place for families to celebrate the captivity of many once-proud creatures of the wild. I, however, am not buying it.
I've been to the zoo three times now, on sunny and cloudy days, and have yet to see any non-human animals. "Look a monkey," and "Do you see the Hippo?" No, I don't. And frankly I'm finding the whole thing a bit much to explain. Maybe my stroller doesn't afford the best view or maybe I sleep through too much of the experience. Maybe it's because much of my time is spent sleeping or enraptured by my bottle… but maybe I'm just playing Devil's advocate here. And you should know me by now, I am not one to advocate the Devil.
Then again maybe zoos are child-centric myths like the elusive Easter bunny, created and supported by adults for the ongoing trickery of children. Perhaps it's an idiot-centric lie like the Sasquatch aimed at hoodwinking the easily persuaded. Or maybe it was just a cut-rate zoo that saves their dimes by featuring placards and cages, but no animals.
For now let's say I'm a baby of logic and that without proof, I ain't buying off on this whole zoo experience. Show me otherwise and we'll talk. To my readers I recommend you exercise the same doubt as I have. Zookeepers must be held accountable.
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