One can find a lot in the press about the extinction of the great apes. They are disappearing in the wild. It is a damned shame, of course, but I cannot escape a feeling that the buggers are kind of lucky to get out of this shit on the early side. The future is dimmer by the day, as witnessed by the sequel to this story. According to the press, many of the apes meet their end in the belly of their closest relatives in search of an exotic morsel. Bush meat it is called. City meat will be on the menu shortly.