I was thinking of Michael Savage and his ignorance of the natural world and his psychopathies of hiding in "intellectualism" and trying to mould God into a thing which fits Mr. Savage's savage breast to condone the things he will not allow in Christ Faith to redeem him, and in that as Mr. Savage is offering up bounty money to Africans to slaughter other Africans who are shooting elephants.............because his Ashkenaz European bankers are raping Africa non stop which turns blacks into criminals, I would offer this new deal to Michael Savage as I remedied to Barack Hussein Obama AKA Barry Chin.
Readers will not recall, as readers have no memory recall on the important subjects that I stated Barack Obama needed one thing, and that was a real man in his life. I stated that B. Hussein needed John McCain to take him under his wing, shoot weapons with him, go fishing and kill some wildlife, as they sat around a fire and drank, as Obama listened to what a real man is like in being tortured and pissing on himself.
That is what Michael Savage really needs is just a real American to snap him out of his urban Russian Jewishness, to humiliate him in that stupid Yiddish rolling of phrases and to help Michael vent his frustrations as a man, in finding Jesus and manhood to tame him in the proper way.
I have an Ithaca Mag 10, which means to the ignorant, a shotgun produced by an American company which is semi automatic, and fires 3 1/2 inch shells of 10 gauge genre.
The 10 gauge used to just fire the 2 1/2 types like most 2 3/4 inch shotguns until John Olin of Winchester ramped up everything, so the Mag 10 is really an 8 gauge of sorts, and the biggest legal shotgun there is.
The reason it is the biggest legal gun is they asked people what the biggest gun they would like to hunt with and they said 10 gauge so that settled it.
It is a behemoth of a gun and really too much gun, as it swings slow on Canada geese, but it kills like a ton of bricks where the normal 12 gauge peters out and just cripples things.
When fired it reminds one of a being pushed by 2000 pound beef bull. It is a marvelous work of American engineering and Remington bought out the design for it's SP 10.
Being a snop I prefer my old Ithaca, with need for special wrench to take it apart to clean it.
My stupid brother took it apart in a hatchet job in his thinking he was a gunsmith and tore the recoil pad which irks me, but then he always has been someone to play with my things for validation.
In any recourse, this is the offering.
Mr. Savage, stop wasting your money on hunting people down by proxy and murdering them. I will instead invest your money in we will go on a real African game safari......a real one in licenses to kill things.
We will hook up with my chum Harry Selby's group if he is still above ground like Robert Ruark recorded, and yes Mr. Savage you will buy us two elephant licenses in order to put that money into the wildlife coffers to oversee the protection and management of the big game.
We must rid you of this anger and murder for hire thing, and hunting in Theodore Roosevelt tradition will be a start among the gentleman.
Having the Selby crew as our PH, or Professional Hunters as the are not GUIDES as you were ignorantly prattling on about, and the Trackers are not guides either, we will be off to camp under mopane trees, strain sand out of our coffee using our teeth, eat impala livers for breakfast, buffalo tongue and biltong for dinner and impala steaks along with volumes of good whiskey for sundowners......as we listen to the hippo play in the pools we drink from, the baboon scold, the guinea fowl call and the laugh of hyena in the quiet grunt of the lion and the cough of the leopard.
We are going to go kitty hunting Mr. Savage, spotted kitty in the leopard. It is what I have always wanted to do is shoot a leopard with that Mag 10 Ithaca, as leopards are like 160 pounds of fang and claw danger, which one has to sit silently, not moving, insects biting and other things distracting until twilight when one ambushes the cat up a tree in which we have hung some rancid bait we will harvest to invite the kitty to dinner, as Africa is lousy with leopards and for some reason the herd animals and the Africans hate them for all the killing they do.
This adventure is going to transform you Mr. Savage. It will make not only a man of you, but an American of you. You are going to be laughed at for being an idiot. Going to be humiliated for being an idiot. Going to be silenced in shame as you start listening to adults who know how the real world operates, as you find yourself in a world where elephants kill people, hippos kill people, crocs kill people, lions kill people, leopards kill people, buff kill people, rhino kill people and hyenas eat your face off to make you less pretty.
Boomslang, cobra and other vipers will be in your crapper attempting to bite your ass as snakes love crappers as hunting areas, and you will be eaten by tsetse flies and scarred by wait a bit thorn. Africa will get into your soul and change you in that solitude and you will never be the same, as that mistress will make a man of you and gentle you, and nothing in this world will ever compare to that transformation.
You will learn to have your eyes glaze over in delight in the mention of big game rifles and loads. You will find yourself lonesome for two cartridges between your fingers on your left hand as your back ups against dangerous game. Your heart will race. You will sweat. You will think you are going to die from exhaustion, and yet you will plod on as your fancy clothes you purchased new and your shoes turn into rags.
You will shed your urban skin like a snake and become a metamorphosis male, the butterfly of your species who for the first time comprehends the sting of the bee in your venom.
Lame Cherry challenges you Mr. Savage for this adventure. We will go to Botswana or I will book you into the experience of your lifetime and you will never be the same. You might even decide to use that elephant tag as the locals badger you about needing meat and that elephant which is destroying their crops will have a new view in your mind as you become humanity in understanding the rolls of man and nature.
That though would be your decision, as that elephant will indeed die by cropping, poaching or on license, as Africa is a finite land with more and more people in competition for land.
Elephant though require precise marksmanship, and you will find that big gun begins too look very small as you are 30 feet from a wild pachyderm who when alerted will charge you and kill you brutally. Either the Bell brain shot or the heart shot, but that is what the PH is for to back up your stupidity in not getting yourself busted.
As for me, I would prefer to hunt guinea and francolin in a nice shotgun set you will buy me, 16 gauge I think, with several cases of ammunition in lead 2 shot being in the majority. as part of my booking service in birthing you into manhood.
Perhaps a zebra for bait, as I would like a nice bedspread and keeping the camp in meat would be my choice and if something interesting comes along, I would naturally bag it, as Africa does have culls too, and I would not mind some freak horn kudu or some old hyena bait lion, as it would be far more noble to take them than to have them turn into vulture crap or hyena poop.
Mr. Savage I listened to you agree with that east coast fag ragging on Japanese American hunters and frankly you just sound queer, dirty on your knees and sticky lips fag, for his hunting elephant. It was worse when you started putting bounties on humans who have no living and are poachers like some Muslim militant.
You really need to become a man before you die Mr. Savage. The walk about in Africa will do you good to get that tonnage off your torso and experiencing life will do your heart a world of good.
I would suggest you bring Teddy your dog along, as he will probably be eaten the first week, and that would be a good lesson for you in learning that animals are quite democratic and dictatorial in murdering our pets from coyotes to hyenas.
We will fly from Florida into Joburg, for an easing in for a few days of Africa, and then hit Botswana for a hunt of 4 weeks. Best money you will have spent as it will make you an American man.
You really need to do this Michael Savage as you are becoming quite Obama in your soul.
Hell, you grow up Michael and we might just baptize you in Jesus Name and put a Spirit of God into you too.
Oh we'll get us several 99 Savages too in assorted flavors.......think though I will prefer a Ruger heavy as they handle recoil better, but you get what you want to rattle your bones.
agtG
