I am a lion in the safari. I scavenge; I sleep; I play; I terrify the locals; I guard the young. I sometimes hunt but usually let the lioness do most of the work. That's where the similarities end. I'm not covered in fur. I don't have paws or whiskers. I've never eaten zebra. I can't run fifty miles per hour. I'm just a human being. But I can roar. Which I do every night out my window.