The Man Who Kills The Animals Today

I Had This Great Urge... I Had It The Day I Was Born. Some May Call It Destiny. My Parents And Friends Called It Dismaying.

The Extraordinary Gentleness Of The Adult Male With His Young Dispels All The King Kong Mythology.

It Was Their Individuality Combined With The Shyness Of Their Behavior That Remained The Most Captivating Impression Of This First Encounter With The Greatest Of The Great Apes.

I Shall Never Forget My First Encounter With Gorillas. Sound Preceded Sight. Odor Preceded Sound In The Form Of An Overwhelming, Musky-barnyard, Humanlike Scent. The Air Was Suddenly Rent By A High-pitched Series Of Screams Followed By The Rhythmic Rondo Of Sharp Pok-pok Chestbeats From A Great Silverbacked Male Obscured Behind What Seemed An Impenetrable Wall Of Vegetation.

Active Conservation [of Gorillas] Involves Simply Going Out Into The Forest, On Foot, Day After Day After Day, Attempting To Capture Poachers, Killing-regretfully-poacher Dogs, Which Spread Rabies Within The Park, And Cutting Down Traps.