Once the directors associated with the Netflix documentary Tiger King stumbled on us 5 years ago they stated they wished to result in the big pet form of Blackfish (the documentary that exposed abuse at SeaWorld) that will expose the misery brought on by the rampant reproduction of big cat cubs for cub petting exploitation additionally the awful life the kitties lead in roadside zoos and metres when they survive.
You can find perhaps not terms for just exactly how disappointing it’s to observe that the show not merely does not do any one of that, but has already established the single objective of being as salacious and sensational that you can to attract audiences. Included in that, this has a segment devoted to suggesting, with lies and innuendos from those who are perhaps maybe perhaps not legitimate, that a role was had by me into the disappearance of my better half Don in 1997. The show presents this with no respect for the truth or perhaps in many cases even providing me personally a chance before book to rebut the absurd claims. The unsavory lies are better to get audiences.
There’s absolutely no brief, easy option to refute a lot of lies. As I can below but still requires a few pages if you do want to know the truth, it requires understanding the history of events in the years before my husband’s disappearance and the roles and behaviors of the people interviewed in the series, which I have tried to do as concisely. Continue reading “Refuting Netflix Tiger King. They failed to worry about truth.”