My relationship with bears has traditionally been distant and sometimes interposed. Like the occasion when I interviewed a Polish writer, Witold Szablowski, who had followed the trail of the last dancing bears of Eastern Europe, those plantigrades employed as itinerant fair attraction (he highlighted the Valentina bear, whose specialty was to imitate Hristo Stoichkov falling as if they were missing); or when he explained his terrible story to me…
My relationship with bears has traditionally been distant and sometimes interposed. Like the occasion when I interviewed a Polish writer, Witold Szablowski, who had followed the trail of the last dancing bears of Eastern Europe, those plantigrades employed as itinerant fair attraction (he highlighted the Valentina bear, whose specialty was to imitate Hristo Stoichkov falling as if they were missing); or when he explained his terrible story to me…