How matters of such great import can hinge on one small
mistake.
Wednesday, 10 April 2013
A Home Where the Bison Roam.
I wonder why North American bison came to be known as buffalo.
Just think, if they hadn’t been, there’d be no Home on the Range, no Buffalo NY,
and no Buffalo Bill. And then there’s that slightly spooky film, the title of
which I don’t remember but I’ve a feeling it had the word ‘buffalo’ in it, in
which a white buffalo (bison, actually) crashes through walls to get at people.
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