the tirtledove out there is a BULLY. oh, that reminds me: the other day I saw on Swan St under the overpass a mynah that had been flattened by a car, and another robber baron came to inspect the body. it walked all around jt i i , stooped (I think ought for a moment it waa s s goinf r g t o eat!) as though to inspect it closer, and then flew off. it was as though it