‘V’ is for Vulture

I’ve always liked vultures.

These giant birds get a bad rap. For some reason that’s never been clear to me, we admire hawks and raptors which swoop down from above and sink talons into unfortunate mice and bunnies, but abhor buzzards which do nothing but act as efficient waste disposal units.

It has to do with our fear of death, I think.

InNepal bodies are wrapped in green bamboo leaves, placed on a bier and lit on fire so the ashes sink into the river. In Tibet my friends, the vultures,...

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