I discovered Bushman at the Field Museum.
In August 1930, in the depths of the Great Depression, the Lincoln Park Zoo welcomed a two-year old orphaned gorilla named Bushman. Weighing just thirty-eight pounds, he would grow to six feet two inches tall, and over 550 pounds. For twenty-one years Bushman captivated the hearts of Chicagoans and visitors from around the world.
Bushman’s fame was due partly to his novelty: he was the first lowland gorilla kept in a zoo west of the Potomac River. He was also known for his pranks, such as throwing dung at those who came to gawk.
That Bushman; he’s such a card.
Oh my lord, that poor gorilla. No it’s not a prank; he hates you. He hates you. He despises you. He is not trying to throw his shit on you because he’s being funny. I can just hear his inner monologue: what is wrong with this species? Can’t they take a hint? Are they retarded? What do I have to do to get them to leave me alone? Leave me alone.