I’m a fan of Sousa, though I think some of his other pieces are better than the one chosen for the Monty Python theme tune. Speaking of which, I’m also a fan, and was instantly reminded of Mr. Creosote when visiting the Pandas in Chiang Mai Zoo.
China makes a fortune loaning these useless creatures to neighbouring countries. I say useless as it seems obvious that they deserve to be extinct. I can’t help but wonder why these monotone teddy bears are revered so much.
Waiting half an hour for one to emerge and watching it eat, it’s shocking how wasteful it is. Look carefully and you can see the copious amount of Bamboo it neglects to consume – how many other animals would squander so much? Perhaps Pandas evolved to be this extravagant due to the adulation of humans.
I can't help but chuckle to myself as the enormous paws spread out as she emerges. Finding the closest food spot, she slumps on her behind as a dull thud is heard.
Twenty minutes of tooth picking passes and they’re off back to sleep: In their air-conditioned, carefully sterilised, quiet and calm environment (there’s antiseptic for your feet and humans carrying “be quiet” signs). These things are hopeless; a used chocolate teapot would at least have the decency of becoming hot chocolate. It’s a good thing that the food is dry, or it’d be like watching a Mafia Boss eat pasta and meatballs, having done a little too much K. Inevitably it does turn messy, as she finds some remnants on her stomach and licks them off. They’re only wafer thin after all.
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