Vol. 88, No. 6
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Hellmouth, Arizona
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Feb. 10, 1988
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In
the financially-bloated and hyperspeed world of international animal trading,
a world in which jumping spider monkeys and redfaced macaroons are viewed
only as dollar signs, and giant mouse lemurs only as profit, the name of
the Ralph A. Bennett Teasdale Corporation has sunk below the disreputable.
It has come to symbolize the very essence of shoddy and underhanded
dealings, to represent all that is sleazy and unwholesome. All those
decent folk who simply want to use animals for legitimate purposes have
been repeatedly shocked by stories of backroom bargains and long harrowing
ocean voyages, flights on planes with improperly-functioning navigational
equipment, cages without sufficient ventilation and not nearly enough bananas.
Is there anywhere a twirpy teen or a grizzled grandmother who has
not heard the name of the Ralph A. Bennett Teasdale Corporation from the
hysterically-bleating and ill-mannered newsdogs of the local Daily Describer?
Is there anywhere a primatologist who doesn't wince when someone happens
to mention the name of Dr. Peter Pan Troglodytes, President-in-Chief, or
a hard-eyed sheriff who doesn't get misty at the thought of the Nooz's
former owners, the Foundation for the Preservation of Law and Order and
the Study of Primatology? Now, suddenly, we're stopped in our tracks. We're dead in the water, hanging by our thumbs, and looking around at our friends and colleagues in astonishment. All the charges against the Ralph A. Bennett Teasdale Corporation have been dropped, and we here at Primate Nooz, from the slowest-moving and dullest-witted copyboy to the mightiest editor and even up to publisher Arnett Putney, III, and executive editor Widen Lundale, Jr., have been forced to bite our collective lips. |
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(UPI) Libreville, Gabon. Barely
thirty-six years, eleven months and fourteen days after having been lost
up the dreaded and guppy-infested Ivindo River, world renowned Nordic scientist-explorers
Leif Englanberg and Olaf Petersen are missing again, and this time they
may be in real trouble. The two now-aging yet apparently still chipper primatologists
from Iceland vanished last Thursday morning while reportedly searching the
Ipipwi Forest for signs of the fabled Golden Monkeys of Gabon. This
species, Cercopithecus aurica, was sighted only once, in 1742, by
the Baron Heimlich von Schnappeshausen, a distant relative of Gen. Johann
Friedrich Battenburg von Gobbles-Schnappeshausen, now Director of the Munich
Monkey Park. The Baron just had time to jot down a few cursory notes
about their peculiar habits and odd adaptations before he died of a heart
attack. In his well-received manuscript, Schnappeshausen's Guide
to Tropical Forests, he described the Makanza Mountains where Englanberg
and Petersen are said to have disappeared as a fault-ridden and little-known
area much given to clouds and filled with dangerous predators such as the
'barber pole' python, the deadly ground shrew, various badgers, and the
deermouse deer. Leif Englenberg's message service in Reykjavik said that (Continued on Page Two) |