King of the jungle cut down by little cowards
ALTHOUGH they say you should never judge a book by its cover, when it comes to people, there are some you know without meeting that you’d leave firmly on the shelf.
A few weeks ago, I met exactly one of those guys. Step forward Phillip Smith.
It wasn’t really through choice I met him, rather necessity.
A necessity in that I had hoped to gain an understanding from Smith as to why he and fellow goon Walter Palmer would pay more than €35,000 to fly to Zimbabwe to kill a lion.
You see, the bloodthirsty physiotherapist had just a few months earlier flown to Africa with the sole aim of killing the king of the jungle for his sick pleasure.
He, like American dentist Palmer who sparked worldwide outrage six years ago when he shot and killed Cecil the lion, thinks it’s fun to traverse the globe executing animals to fulfil his bloodlust. I finally tracked down Smith in Missouri.
Although furious he had been found, he, unlike Mopane – the famous cat he killed – was able to flee in his oversized truck to the safety and shelter of his lakeside home.
Not surprisingly, the fearful physio didn’t want to talk about his killing sprees.
And like Palmer, he refused to give answers as to why they think it is justifiable to kill such magnificent animals to often then have them mounted on their walls.
Smith’s execution of Mopane, a
dominant male, was worse than the shooting of Cecil that shocked the world in 2015.
Both cats were lured with bait out of the safety of the same national park, shot with a bow, and left overnight to drown in their own blood. But whereas Palmer left Cecil to flounder in agony for 11 hours, reports state Mopane was left by his killer to suffer for no less than 24 hours before being shot dead by a bullet.
Both pride themselves and boast within their circles of being such great hunters, yet the pair so poorly shot their arrows they inflicted the maximum pain on their quarries.
The irony of how both of these idiots work in the health industry has not been lost on me.
Away from treating people, they like nothing more than to unwind from treating patients by killing animals for fun. What a genuinely sick society we live in.
The only solution to saving lions is to stop hunting them.
They like nothing more than to unwind by killing
PINK Floyd rocker Roger Waters has married for the fifth time – to his one-time chauffeur, 35 years his junior.
The British singer and guitarist, 78, announced he had tied the knot with Kamilah Chavis, 43, at his €14million Bridgehampton e state in New York.
Taking to both his Twitter and Instagram accounts, the rocker posted several pictures of the newlyweds, writing: “I’m so happy, finally a keeper.”
She’s a keeper? It makes you wonder what his poor kids must think about his diminishing of
their mums.