Meet Murderous Mary
Muderous Mary has one of the most tragic lives I have ever read about, as far as circus elephants go. During a parade, Mary’s inexperienced trainer had hit her with a bullhook to keep her in line. Mary had a tooth abscess and her handler made the mistake of hitting the infected area, causing extreme pain and Mary, like a lot of circus elephants, snapped at that instant. Mary threw the handler to the ground and stamped on his head. This had been the third death Mary had caused and as a result, she was sentenced to death and given the wonderful nickname “murderous Mary”. Many ideas as to how to execute the animal were tossed around, but the idea of hanging her was what was decided. The execution itself went horribly wrong and was immensely painful for poor Mary. Her foot was tied to the railway, so she wouldn’t run away, and a chain attached to a crane was placed around her neck. The crane lifted, and nobody though to untie her foot so as it pulled up her bones and ligaments snapped. Once Mary was about five feet off of the ground, the chain holding her up snapped under her weight and she fell to the ground, breaking her hip. Some of the onlookers (this was a public event that was free for the town, and was treated as a spectacle) began to flee at that point. Mary was not yet dead, so a tougher chain was attached to her neck and she was raised back up and hanged. That evening, the circus went on as usual but during the show, one of the elephants escaped and bolted to the site of Mary’s death. In the wild, elephants will visit the bones of fallen herd members often and it is unknown whether this elephant was paying his own type of respects to Mary, or simply looking for her. He was captured and brought back to the circus, where he lived the remainder of his life.
Mary’s life and death was a cruel form of entertainment. The circus kills, and there are many instances of tragic elephant deaths, as well as handlers.
Rest in peace Mary.
omg im gonna cry this is horrible. if they would have just left her in the wild in the first place, none of this would have happened. circuses are an absolute disgrace! :(((( and i want to know, just how many pro caps support elephant circuses? please, let me know why these pictures look so similar. i know hugo was already dead, but he was still subjected to capture and torture just like elephants are. this is maddening.
humans killed both of these animals all in the name of entertainment :(
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—Love Soon - EP Version
"it’s not about you now, it’s what we are"
"What are you listening to?" this guy asked me today while I was waiting for the bus. "John Mayer" I retorted. The guy smiled. I smirked.
I`m 21 now, and this year I understood that at 21, you really just want to find one special artist, or one special band that you want to follow for the rest of your life. I realized it again today.
During my adolescence I sure stumbled upon a lot of different types of artists. Some of them I don`t want to own up to anymore. Some of them are laughable, some of them I still listen to, and some I`ve forgotten a long time ago. I bought my first John Mayer record in 8th grade I believe. Totally on a whim. I was curious and I wanted something new. The record I bought was Heavier Things. I remembered I sipped through it a couple of times, some of the songs stuck, some of them didn`t. Time went by, and I forgot about the entire record. I went into my Iron Maiden phase, went to a a lot of concerts, listened through the albums every single day. Memorized the lyrics. I even met Bruce Dickinson himself (the vocalist for you kids) and had him as my pilot one time. Wow, memories…
Anyway, a couple of years went by, and I lost interest. Not by way of burning their CD`s or anything, I just wanted something new and refreshing. I still to this date, listen to them occasionally. But in between all the insipid artists at that time, I thirsted for quality. I don`t know, and I still don`t know what the catalyst for searching ‘John Mayer’ on YouTube was. I just did, and started sifting through some of the videoes and clips. Got interested, wanted more, searched more, listened more. And that`s how the flame was lit again. Then, after listening to the music for months and months, I became interested in the person John Mayer. I wanted to see how he acted, how he expressed himself, how his songs came about, everything. I typed ‘John Mayer Interview’ on several sites, and became instantly curious. One video lead to another, and then there was no returning. It all became much more important and necessary. The music became more necessary. During those hours and hours spent on listening to him speak, I laughed (a lot) cried, nodded in agreement, and smiled. It all made sense, I understood the music better, and hence, it made the whole experience and sensation better. Now my iTunes is filled with everything John Mayer.
You see, I`ve found that one artist I know now I`ll follow for the rest of my life. Bold statement, I know, but one I feel extremely confident about. I`ll always be curious about his new stuff, I`ll always go back and listen to the old stuff. The unreleased stuff. The rare moments that have 229 hits on YouTube. Every other day I`ll type in ‘John Mayer’ on YouTube and press ‘today’ just to see the new clips. I`ll always be wanting more, and being grateful for what he`s come up with so far. I feel this incredible relief that I`ve found that one artist. Other artists will come and go, like they always have, and that`s not a bad thing, by no means. But John Mayer stays. He just stays. [x/x]
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