I heard about the movie "Grizzly Man" on Friday, and started to read about it. It's a documentary put together from home videos of a guy named Timothy Treadwell. He was an asipiring actor, drug addict, and weirdo who one day decided to go hang out with brown bears in an Alaskan nature preserve.

This guy would walk right up to bears and sing to them. He would call himself thier "protector", despite the fact that the bears lived in a wilderness preserve. He became a pseudo-celebrity as a result, appearing on Discovery, and on David Letterman's show. Real nature experts told him that they disapproved of what he was doing, acclimating bears to humans. He wanted to show the world that bears weren't crazy wild animals, but soulful creatures of magestic beauty.

After 13 summers of hanging out with bears, he and his girlfriend were eaten by a bear. The audio of the attack was captured by the couples video camera.

The two bears that ate them were shot and killed, the only two bears to ever be killed by humans in that particular nature preserve. A guy spends his life calling himself the protector, but in death actually kills the creatures that he was so-called protecting with his idiocy.

Since reading all this I've been having bad dreams about getting eaten by a bear, or a mountain lion. I think this story brought up some fears about dying, and my subconcious is trying to deal with them. The guy should have been eaten by a bear his first summer not his 13th, and what kept him from that particular death is a mystery that we'll never have the answer to.

I personally think he was just a crazy fucker who didn't really understand bears and the fact that they are predators. Maybe with his death he'll do some good in helping people understand that you can't put human emotions and feelings on wild animals. Just because they don't kill you right away, doesn't mean that they won't kill you 12 years later.

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