Reason #4 Not To Fear Arabs
This afternoon I came across this photo of a family of sultans exhibiting their falcons. I'm trying to flush a story assignment out of Qatar. How exciting is falconry? Is it more exciting than waterskiing or fishing? It's hard to judge by looking at these sultans. I think they are proud of their birds. Very proud indeed. And a little tired too. Still undecided about whether this would make for a diverting read. Unless, of course, the falcons were to come hunt me. Hmmmmm...
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Is this to be the vetting process for all future story ideas?
"Can I be maimed and/or killed in front of a crowd?"
"Yes"
"It's in!"
Despite the promise of a transit strike I am at work. I am bored. I crave content.
Is there such a thing as fighter falcons? I'd read that story. I was once offered a fighting cock for sex. I opted to fight the cock and decline the sex. But a falcon is much more convincing currency than a rooster. Why is that?
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