Spanish King Juan Carlos fell and broke his waist in three places while hunting elephants in Botswana. He had to undergo hip replacement surgery following the fall and the fractures.
It should be recalled that it was the old colonial sport of big game hunting that decimated the great animals of the ancient forests of Africa. Such sport was normally the exclusive reserve of the rich and the powerful of Europe.
Many great animals were hunted into extinction or near extinction just for the greed and the mental masturbation of little tin pot European kings and despots.
One would think that with all the current focus on cruelty to animals, about respect for life and environment, about civilization of mind, mores and conduct, that big game hunting sports would be a thing of the past.
But no, it is actually a big business. In South Africa, Botswana and Kenya, where privately owned game parks (often owned by Europeans living in Africa) breed lions, elephants, buffaloes, so that other rich Europeans could come take a shot at them and kill them for trophy.
The fall of the Spanish King throws an uncomfortable light on this cruel and barbaric practice. What fun, for goodness sake, can a sane man derive from killing big sentient animals, just for the fun of it? And these barbaric and cruel hunters are normally the so-called kings and queens and judges and guardians of the western system? What a thing!
The fall of the Spanish King and his broken waist should remind all the others of the punishment that will attend them in this life and beyond. All the royal protection and privilege of that little man could not save him from the judgement of the elephants.
And he fell and broke his ass. So shall Babylon the great cruel down-pressor and elephant-killer, lion-killer, soon fall, like Humpty, the Spanish King.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall! Humpty Dumpty broke up his ass. And all the kings men, and all the kings horses, could not put humpty dumpty, the elephant-killing Spanish King together again.