I’m sorry that the individual rhino pictured is no more: so horny and lumpy and beautiful…he and his kin just wanted to eat vegetation and be left alone.
Bye bye ugly…to paraphrase an old song ‘Whatever humans want, humans get’ and somewhere, someone is thrilled, absolutely delighted at these circumstances, as trembling hands unlock a chest filled with pointy bits of fused hair from a beast guaranteed to no longer increase supply.
If I have to choose I suppose a world full of humans is preferable to a world full of rhinos: they are not very bright and will charge is provoked…and smell rather poorly I’ve heard. But we sow the seeds of our own destruction don’t we?
"Too long have they escaped the gibbet themselves. But the noose comes, slow in the drawing, tight and hard at the end. Hang if you will!’
