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The deer magnet

 

by Sandy Kinnee

 

 

     
 

I had an uncle who was a conductor. Now you’re supposed to ask which symphony or train line he worked for. Neither, he was an electrical conductor. You know, one of those rare people who are struck by lightning and live to tell the tale. Well, that uncle loved to tell tall tales. His story of being zapped was total fiction.

Lightning, contrary to the saying, can strike the same place more than once. A tree in my back yard was struck ten years apart. A select group of humans have survived multiple electrocutions. They are an oddity. They are off the charts of probability, along with people who have won the lottery more than once. Their stories may seem fictional, but they are real, just like the Deer Magnet.

L. Frank Baum never wrote about The Deer Magnet. Lyman Frank Baum wrote more stories about the Land of Oz than the Wizard of Oz. In each tale, Dorothy is transported to the strange land by a different method as unbelievable as it is contrived and clever. Everyone knows about the tornado. She also suffers through an earthquake that drops her into Oz. In another she is swept overboard while on a sea voyage to visit relatives in Australia, finding herself washed ashore on the "Deadly Desert" that protects Oz, not Australia. Her tale of repeated luck and odd forms of conveyance is a fictionalized story of being stuck by lightning, again and again.

Dorothy is in many of the Oz stories. The cast of characters is much wider than the Scarecrow, Tin Woodsman, Lion, and Wizard. Each character is a unique Baum invention, some more compelling and memorable than others. Baum assembled a pantheon of beings to populate Oz and his New American fairy tales. There are bug people, vegetable creatures, a doll made out of scrap fabric who comes to life, as well as the famous "Gump," who started life as a wild deer-type animal shot by a hunter. The Gump's head was mounted and hung on a wall. That would have been the end of the Gump’s story. After years on a wall, the Gump’s trophy head was fastened to the headboard of a bed. Thus, the detached head was given a new body: a mattress and four legs of a bedstead; with palm frond wings strapped to either side of the bed, a Frankenstein monster, if you will.

This amalgamation was sprinkled with magic dust and brought to life through the incantation of three magical words (which happen to be the names of three small towns on Long Island.) Upon his return from the dead, the Gump was understandably confused by his new body, but when told to fly he flapped his palm fronds and leapt into the air.

Baum's Gump was unhappy with the form of his new life. He preferred his memories of running through the woods in his original stag's body. Like the Cowardly Lion, Tin Woodsman and Scarecrow, the Gump had complex psychological problems, not the least of which was an unnecessary out-of-body experience.

Not all of Baum's invented creatures are in such dire need of accepting and making the most of life, coming to terms with their own special abilities. Some creatures, like Dorothy, the Wizard, and Ozma, the Queen of Oz, were completely human, although Ozma is not as normal as Dorothy or the Wizard. Ozma had been raised as a boy, ostensibly to protect the young queen’s identity, even from him/her self.

One especially human creature was the "Shaggy Man." The Shaggy Man was what we today would call a homeless person. His appearance was completely wild and unkempt. He was old, wore rags and lived out of doors. He had no family, no job, and no particular talent. But he did possess a unique talisman: THE LOVE MAGNET. As long as he kept the Love Magnet on his person he was the beneficiary of all the love around. So, in exactly the opposite way that the non fictional homeless are rendered invisible in our society, the Shaggy Man attracted love and kindness by hanging onto the Love Magnet.

Baum might have imagined another magnetic talisman: The Deer Magnet. Deer cannot resist a Deer Magnet. It is more powerful than a moose call or an elk horn.

A Deer Magnet would sell like crazy if it could be manufactured. The market would be virtually unlimited, at least amongst hunters. With a Deer Magnet a hunter wouldn't need to dress in camouflage clothing and hide in the bushes in the cold. With a Deer Magnet you don't even need a gun.

The Gump, remembering the last moment of his "natural" life, says his final memory was hearing a "crack" while he was walking in the woods. Maybe the electrical call of a Deer Magnet?

As it turns out, the Deer Magnet is real, but not an object. The Deer Magnet is a living person. In this case, a friendly young man who often seems confused. So friendly and outgoing you might believe he also had a the Love Magnet in his back pocket. If he had the Love Magnet, he might leave it at home or loan it to a friend. But his entire body and being was the Deer Magnet, activated by sitting behind the wheel of an automobile.

Deer jump into the roadway in front of him all the time. The first time this happened he saw a deer about to cross a busy highway. He slowed down, stopped, and let the deer proceed. Just as he started to put his car back into gear and move forward, another deer crashed onto the hood and came partway through the windshield. This deer slid off the car, stumbled into the ditch, and keeled over. The car was still operable, but not in the eyes of the State Patrol who pulled the Deer Magnet over and impounded his car, as illegal.

Statistically, the frequency of deer and automobile collisions is much higher than expected, at 1.5 million per year in the United States. The annual number of human fatalities is approximately 150. One human death per every 100,000 deer killed.

Hitting one deer is a tragedy, especially for the deer. The resultant trauma on the deer, driver, and automobile can be massive.

The Deer Magnet didn't stop at one deer and one car, or even one state. Two weeks after his first mishap in the Rocky Mountains of
Colorado, he flew to Michigan. Since the accident he and his roommate had been without transportation. They were forced to bum rides to and from the grocery store and all other destinations. Expecting a particular graduation present, he convinced his parents to give it to him early. Being very obliging parents and understanding the need for and lack of transportation, they purchased a new Chevrolet Camaro and bought their son a one-way airline ticket so he could come home and pick up the car.

He flew to Detroit, where he spent a few hours with his family and then hopped onto the interstate heading toward Colorado in his shiny new Camaro. The odometer and speedometer were registering close to the identical double digit figures when the Deer Magnet's attraction kicked in. What moments before had been a gleaming new car was now a bright, steaming pile of scrap metal. Fortunately, he ducked as the deer's kicking hind legs entered through the windshield and found a seat in the back.

The car spun off the interstate, somehow didn't flip and managed to clip a small grove of evergreens before the Deer Magnet applied the brakes.

When the State cops slid to a stop and jumped out wielding their industrial strength flashlights, what they saw was a deer head with a new body: a busted auto with all the windows blown out; with pine bough wings protruding from what until recently had been the driver and passenger windows, on either side of the car, a Frankenstein monster, if you will. If this amalgamation was sprinkled with magic dust and brought to life through the incantation of a special series of words (which happened to be the names of three small towns on Long Island)..........but, there is no magic dust. And it’s too late to warn the others that the Deer Magnet is on the loose.

 
     
 

 

     
 

Sandy Kinnee is an artist whose work figures in the collections of many museums, including the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He lives in Colorado Springs. See website.

 
     

 

     
   
     

 

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