Animal Vs. Human II–Score Eight For The Bulls: The running of the bulls in Pamplona might have had something going for it back in Hemingway’s day, when it was both exotic and obscure. But these days it is nothing but an over-hyped, over-subscribed, ego-fest for drunk tourists who know nothing about the history and tradition of either bull fighting or the festival of San Fermin. They’ve read The Sun Also Rises–maybe–and then booked their all-inclusive “Run With The Bulls” holiday package (genuine orlon red scarf included). So whenever the Pamplona yob-fest rolls around I find myself rooting for the bulls, who have this one last chance to shishkebab some humans before they are tormented and then slaughtered in the bull ring later that night. And today the bulls put up a pretty good score, goring eight runners (after nailing four on Friday). And a total of 24 runners were injured, though happily no one died (15 have been killed since 1910). And not to worry: emergency services report that alcohol poisoning and bruises and injuries resulting from falling-down drunkenness are outstripping bull-related injuries…



“Gotcha! Are you feeling macho now, stupid tourist…?”

(Photo: Reuters)