Yesterday, in a comment at another site, someone who consistently fails to convince his opponents that he's right about a morally and politically contentious matter, told a story of how persuasive he was when making his argument to an opponent in some other setting.
What? You've seen this maneuver before?
The opponent in such a story is usually a stereotyped nemesis of the storyteller. The story may look something like this:
So I told the liberal philosophy professor from Yale, x y and z, which left him stammering and ashen. He had no response.
The photo of the fawn I encountered today made me think of urban and suburban wildlife that almost seemed to pose for me. That deer and I were no more than six feet apart and it just stood there until I left. I was in my car on a very narrow road and as the car approached, the deer moved toward the car. It just looked at me: did you remember to bring the food this time? With the outlandish cold weather and all the snow, it's not surprising that these animals are taking chances.
Here's one from three or four years ago, a coyote in Evanston, the small city that borders Chicago to the north. This animal was just a little too comfortable around human beings. I probably got closer than I should have, but I was so determined to get a decent photo that I threw caution to the wind. It isn't that coyotes are dangerous to adult humans. Unless you're a small human or corner one of these critters, they will leave you alone, but the fact that it didn't trot off as I approached raised the possibility that he/she was deranged.
There is nothing remarkable about the shot, other than that I got so close to a coyote.