by guest author Kate Southward, Yogi's Basket At the beginning of Peter Jackson’s 2005 remake of King Kong there’s a scene where the savage natives tie up damsel-in-distress Naomi Watts as an offering. Then they bash repeatedly on a 3-meter wide gong calling to the beast to come and take his fill. The reverberating gong is haunting, loud and penetrating, as the sprinting monster smashing through the forest gets closer and closer to collect his prize. Eighteen months ago, I was that savage … [Read more...]