They say there is no shame in dying doing what you love. However, I’ve always preferred the sayings “karma’s a bitch” and “an elephant (hunter) never forgets (to have his bones smashed into dust by an elephant).”
According to The Telegraph, a big-game hunter finally got what he had coming to him.
South African big-game bagger Theunis Botha, 51, was leading a hunt in Zimbabwe on Friday when his group accidentally walked into the path of a herd of breeding elephants near Hwange National Park and three of the elephant cows charged at them.
Botha fired at the rampaging pack but was caught by surprise when a fourth cow came in from the side and picked him up with her trunk.
One of the other hunters shot the animal, and it collapsed on top of Botha, killing him.
I’m not going to sit here and say I’m entirely against hunting, but I am against hunting animals for the pure sport of it. If you want to go out and hunt a deer for months’ worth of venison, be my guest. I’m all good with that. What I have a problem with are assholes like Botha out there killing peaceful elephants because it somehow makes their dick feel bigger.
I have to say, I was surprised to hear about this elephant attacking Botha from the side. I know elephants aren’t exactly known as a hunting pack, but this reminded me of the Raptors from the original Jurassic Park movie. Clever girl, sneaking up like that… What’s more, if Botha lacks battlefield tact to the extent that he’s able to be snuck up upon by a fucking humongous, loud, rampaging elephant, The Sacred Text (The Origin of the Species) says in black and white that he should be dead. Survival of the fittest and all that jazz. Score one for pachyderms everywhere: you’ve topped man, if only for one beautiful, fleeting moment.
It’s guys like Botha that have me all the way on board with making a The Most Dangerous Game-esque situation a reality. Let’s buy up an island somewhere and drop all these big-game hunters off with weapons of their choice. Let these assholes take each other out one by one until there’s only one remaining. Then, in a surprising twist, we thrust all sorts of wildlife upon the sole survivor. Lions and tigers and bears and elephants – oh my! Don’t even try to tell me you wouldn’t pay to watch that.
Also, I always thought drowning would be the worst way to go out. I still think that holds the top spot for me, but an elephant collapsing on me is a close second. That’s why I try to avoid visiting places like Zimbabwe and the circus..
[via The Telegraph]
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