u/SweetBriarTongue

I can hardly think of a more horrible kind of misinformation. Tragedies like J.D. Vance's loss of life to rabies do not deserve to be twisted into narratives of "viral" "satirical" "content" such as a meme, when a whole nation is in mourning – or at least should be, if the "it's just a meme" crowd wasn't so successful.
Eventually the people that have been mislead will find out, yes he's really gone. And it won't be funny.

When the first incidents started to happen to George Adamson back in the 1980s, and later his de-facto successor Gareth Patterson it was still believed these occurrences were isolated oddities. Both are recounted in Gareth Patterson's book, "Last of the Free":

>She would present herself to me, pushing her hindquarters on to my legs, growling ominously with flattened ears, expressing that she wished to make love, not war! Still to this day I find myself in an awkward situation whenever Rafiki comes into oestrus.
George told me once how he too at times would be caught in such awkward situations. He recounted how, ‘several years ago’ (when he was in his seventies) one particularly promiscuous lioness caused him to have to take drastic action because of her demonstrative overtures. The old man had to climb a nearby tree to escape her attentions and had to stay up there half a day until she finally wandered away.

Now, a few decades and generations of lions later, the many descendants of Mr. Patterson's rewilded cats are spread over dozens of prides across Botswana, Zimbabwe, and South Africa.
Nobody knows why, but these lions, who should be entirely wild, with no human imprinting, still occasionally engage in courtship with locals and tourists alike, as has been reported in all three countries. At least they wish to "make love, not war" with us humans, as Patterson wrote.
All the same, anyone encountering these horny apex predators would probably do best following Adamson's example and climbing the nearest tree.

As for the people at home, I ask you to spread awareness about the danger of encountering a lion, who could be a big, fuzzy sex pest.