Justice Gilbert begins today's published opinion by saying:
"This case calls to mind the poem “The Tyger” from Songs of
Experience by William Blake, the last stanza of which reads:
“Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright In the forests of the night, What
immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry!”"
Truthfully, when I read the case, that particular poem did not come to mind. But I concede that I'm less cultured than Justice Gilbert.
Plus, the case is indeed about tigers. The appellant wants to keep five tigers (!) on her property. The neighbors, by contrast, are (shockingly) not too psyched about the prospect. Nor is the County Board of Supervisors. So they deny her the conditional use permit that's required.
She appeals. No dice.
No tigers in Ventura. Sorry about that.
