In its last gasps a large animal is known to thrash around. Dinosaur fossils are often found in a classic death pose, with their heads bent backwards and their tails twisted up. I don’t mean Fidel Castro, who may be thrashing around in one of his first rate national health care beds right now, relying on the tender ministrations of a group of doctors feverishly working over him at the point of drawn Tokarev pistols and a few AK-74 rifles to insure medical accuracy and to lessen the chance of those dreaded "slip ups," which might foreshorten his colorful and...
