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My campaign to get area residents to call plum trees “plum trees” is picking up steam. Now, remember back in aught-eight, when some people called mountain lions “cougars?” Good times,* right? Well, those days are history. And, similarly, tout le 415 will be calling cherry trees “cherry trees” by January 2014 at the latest.
*”Cougar corners St. Mary’s Hoopster in Danville” – that kind of thing.
It had to happen, after all. There was just too much confusion, back in the day. And this is the phrase you can memorize to keep your terms straight: “Kim Bauer was scared by the mountain lion.” Easy peasy. (And sometimes cougars and bears hunt the same prey, but usually they get along.) Moving on…
Palo Alto’s memorable National Single Cougar Convention 2009 from last Saturday is still reverberating throughout the Bay Area. Beths Spotswood and Hondl were there to capture all the action on video. And here’s a few words on CC09 at the SF Appeal and here’s a few more at the CultureBlog. In short, we’re all a Twitter over this affair. (And now really, who could possibly think Beth Spotswood a cougar? You could make a Photoshop of her wearing all animal prints lasso-ing a Boy Scout and she wouldn’t look Cougar-ish at all.)
And look who else is getting on the fun – check out a Palo Alto Weekly newspaper from last month:
via Ian Ruotsala, whose brain was temporarily scrambled.
Putting those bits together, well that’s five-star journalism.
Can you imagine Another Cougar Sighting in Woodside instead?
No. Maybe in 2008, but not in 2009.
The is the scene at Golden Gate Park‘s Brown Gate near 8th Avenue and Fulton – it’s Bear vs. Cougar in soft metal. Actually, the everyday meanings of both these words have changed over the century since these sculptures went up, so how about Brown Bear vs. Mountain Lion instead?
Bear has the reach but Cougar appears to want it more.
“We were playing Cat and Bear, you know, and Cat was chasing me and I ran panicked over logs and through streams, you know, maddened with primal terror, you know, and I turned and raked my deadly claws against his howling snout, you know, and I rose to my hind feet, towering, and still bellowing he came, and I mewled and spewed gore from my wounds and snot from my flaring wild maw and… and… and we were locked like lovers and, and, and, and I was encircled by spotted feline bodies and my entrails were hanging out and I tried a savage feral roar but, alas, my force was spent.”
Look for them the next time you pass by on the #5 Fulton.
Comes now Randy Shaw of Beyond Chron (oops, try here or here instead – you know, if a bunch of people want to get something deleted from Wikipedia, they can do it. Man, what is it with some people?) who pronounces:
Mmmm. That certainly matches the Party Line. Check out this “Joint Statement from Maggie Williams, Senior Advisor to Senator Clinton and David Axelrod, Senior Strategist to Senator Obama” regarding “THE FACT” of unity states this:
“Anyone saying anything else doesn’t know what they’re talking about. Period.”
At least these folks were unified, back in the day:
And speaking of which, was James Carville wearing Puma shoes on the convention floor? Perhaps this was just a wardrobe malfunction?
Oh well. San Franciscans might want to come down to the Hyatt Regency Embarcadero in the Financial District on Thursday night, August 28th, to check out some genuine unity when Obama speaks.
Commenters made references to Kim Cattrell and Jennifer Anniston. Why? Because the word cougar means something different these days, at least in California:
COUGAR: An attractive woman in her 30’s or 40’s who is on the hunt once again.
So, that’s a cougar. Here’s a mountain lion from Marin County, California:
And what about puma? Well, everybody knows that’s a kind of shoe from Germany. (See fake Michael Schumacher wearing a pair of Puma car racing togs right here, just before his Ferrari F355 Spider got towed by the SFPD.)
So, a cougar is a person, a puma is a shoe, and a mountain lion is a mountain lion. Simple, right?
Now you’re talking Californian. Enjoy.