not me, not a hotel, but raising the bar for slum landlords everywhere
ok, wasn't going to post on this QOTW, as it's nomally just a load of moaning, but I thought I'd mention this for you.

I live in Kuwait, one of the most openly racist societies on earth. I have a friend who is something of a slum landlord; a lot of his buildings are let out to Philipinos (about a third of the way from the bottom of the scale; you can gang rape your flip housemaid and leave her naked to die in the desert, and they'll just deport her, but if you throw her from your balcony, the police might investigate. Koreans you can shoot though...)

Anyway. My Kuwaiti friend has a zoo, and in this zoo, he has a pair of Cheetahs, only he brought them indoors for the winter. Into a small apartment on the 6th floor.

Yes, two cheetahs, wild cats used to running round at 70mph.

He invited me round to see them before they went back to the farm (it being slightly warmer now) so of course I jumped at the chance, and we popped up to the 6th floor.

Not only the spiritual depravity, but the misery, the indignity of these wonderful animals eating KFC and living on a clawed apart mattress in a concrete box, but the smell will stay with me for some time. Wild cats have quite startlingly powerful urine, and these beasts had been in the apartment for a month....


The day the cats moved out, a philipino family moved in. I honestly can't begin to imagine what the smell, and the knowledge that their perceived value in society is less than an animal's, will do to that family's mental health.

A robin readbreast in a cage, puts all heaven in a rage...
(pounana Slept well, and dreamed of large women, on, Tue 22 Jan 2008, 13:43, Reply)