Now This Is a Tear Jerker

 

 

 

In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University. On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it.

As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away.

Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.

Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing, and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.

The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.

Probably wasn’t the same elephant.

 

~Steve~

 

 

 

Rescuing a baby elephant

At the Amboseli National Park in Kenya, an 8-month-old baby elephant fell into a hole and couldn’t climb out. Mommy and baby were frantic.

Thankfully, a team of three from the Amboseli Trust for Elephants came to the rescue.

They first shooed away the two adult elephants. Then two young men patiently and painstakingly wound a rope around Baby, and the jeep then pulled Baby out.

Free at last, Baby ran across the dusty steppe to find Mom.

You’ll need a tissue for their joyous reunion.

H/t Break

~Eowyn

A Nugget from the Wayback Machine

Someone recently found this on the archive.org website’s Wayback Machine archive.  It was published in a Kenyan newspaper in 2004 about native son, Obama’s run for the U.S. Senate.

H/T  Charlotte Iserbyt

2016: Obama’s America – New Movie Opening July 27th

This looks like a film I’d actually pay money to see.  It’s a documentary, “2016: Obama’s America” based on conservative Christian, Dinesh D’Souza’s best-seller, “The Roots of Obama’s Rage,” and features an interview with George Obama, the president’s younger brother who survives  in deepest poverty in a little shack in Kenya.   The producer, Gerald R. Molen, is a proven Hollywood professional who was involved in the production of Schindler’s List, Minority Report, Rain Man and many other well-known feature films.

~LTG

Skippy’s Medical Breakthrough.

A doctor from France says: “In France, the medicine is so advanced that we cut off a man’s testicles; we put them into another man, and

in 6 weeks he is looking for work.”

The German doctor comments: “That’s nothing, in Germany we take part of the brain out of a person; we put it into another person’s head, and

in 4 weeks he is looking for work.”

A Russian doctor says: “That’s nothing either. In Russia we take out half of the heart from a person; we put it into another person’s chest, and

in 2 weeks he is looking for work.”

The U.S. doctor answers immediately: “That’s nothing my colleagues, you are way behind us….in the USA , about 2 years ago,

we grabbed a person from Kenya with no brains, no heart, and no testicles….we made him President of the United States , and now…….

the whole damn country is looking for work.

~Steve~                                  H/T    QV  Jean

Who is this man, Obama?

The vetting of Obama which the media deliberately neglected to do in 2008 is being done by the alternative media.

Andrew Breitbart left us videos of Obama’s past, the first of which was released two days ago, showing Obama extolling a virulent black racist Derrick Bell as a “great man.”

Now, Dr. Dinesh D’Souza makes a case for Barack Obama being the son of his (purported) father, Barack Obama Sr. — that is, an angry anti-colonialist man who hates America and the West.

The clue is the very title of Obama’s autobiography, Dreams From My Father. It’s not a book about the dreams of his father, but a book about how his dreams are from, that is the same as, his father’s.

And Barack Hussein Obama Sr. was a socialist, West-hating, anti-colonialist Kenyan.

Obama is not an “ordinary” Democrat who wants to redistribute income and wealth in America. Obama is an out-of-the-ordinary Democrat who hates the West and Western civilization, and means to realign — debase — America’s place in the world.

~Eowyn

Ann Barnhardt’s Theory

Gosh,  I get such a kick out of the way this woman thinks!  I’m inclined to agree with her.  I’m posting just a little of her lengthy and totally amusing theory of the Mysterious Origins of The One!  -LTG

After reading Jack Cashill’s work on Obama’s fake nativity narrative, here is what I suspect his legal status is. I suspect that Obama was in fact born in Kenya and later gained Indonesian citizenship, but is NOT a U.S. citizen today, and probably never was. I wasn’t always in that camp. I initially suspected that he was born in Hawaii, but that his real BC had some unsavory data on it that he wanted hidden. I don’t think that is the case anymore. The hospitals have NOTHING, he obviously has no Hawaiian BC, and Cashill’s work shows that Stanley Ann Dunham was enrolled, living and present with eyewitnesses, at the University of Washington within a couple of weeks of Obama’s purported birth date in August of ’61.

I think Stanley Ann was deluded enough to believe that Barack Sr. and she were going to be the Communist dictators of Kenya (a la Juan and Eva Peron in Argentina), and thus flew to Kenya with the intent of presenting herself to Barack Sr.’s family like some sort of pathetic Communist princess, and birthing the child in Kenya. She was soundly rejected by Obama’s family for being white, and after giving birth was sent packing, with her half-breed child, by her putative in-laws. I suspect she flew not to Hawaii, but straight to Washington State where the Dunhams had lived and were well-connected, and was set up at UW. Granny Dunham then went to the local records office in Hawaii and remotely registered Barry’s birth with some fake data about Stanley and Barack Sr. living together (which was common in Hawaii in those days – Hawaiian birth registrations were easy to acquire to the point of being absurd and criminal). This is what generated the automated newspaper birth announcements. 

Read the entire post, PRAY FOR TRACTION dated March 5, 2012 on her blog,

http://barnhardt.biz/

This is an Incredible story!

 

In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .

On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.

The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.

He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it.

As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife,

after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.

The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments.

Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled.

Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away.

Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son.

As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing.

The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down.

The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.

Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant.

Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing, and made his way into the enclosure.

He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.

The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs

and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.

Probably wasn’t the same Damn elephant. 

This is for everyone who sends me those heart-warming bullsh*t stories.

~Steve~     H/T Our Miss May.

Amazing – A Mother’s Courage

This dramatic rescue of a baby was captured by photographer Jean-François Largot, in Kenya’s Masai Mara game reserve.

A tiny lion cub fell off a cliff and cries out for help, as he clings to the side of the almost vertical terrain.

His mother arrives at the edge of the precipice with three other lionesses and a male. The females start to clamber down together but turn back daunted by the sheer drop.

Eventually one single factor determines which of them will risk her life to save the youngster – motherly love.

Slowly, agonizingly, mommy edges her way down towards her terrified boy, using her powerful claws to grip the crumbling cliff side.

One slip from her and both could end up dead at the bottom of the ravine.

Just as the exhausted cub seems about to fall, mommy snatches him up in her jaws.

She then begins the equally perilous journey back to the top. Minutes later, they arrive and she gives her frightened baby a consoling lick on the head.

Source: Daily Mail, Sept 26, 2011

I can’t help but wonder how many human mothers would have been as courageous….

~Eowyn

Peter and the Elephant

This is an incredible story! You’ll be amazed and moved to tears!

In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .

On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.

The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.

He got down on one knee, inspected the elephant’s foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.

The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments.

Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away.

Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son.

As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing.

The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.

Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant.

Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing, and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.

The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter’s legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.

Probably wasn’t the same elephant.

This is for everyone who sends me those heart-sob b.s. stories.

H/t my dear friend Bill 

~Eowyn