Ayer Hillary Clinton, en una entrevista, comentó que no iba a dejar su campaña, porque recordaba que fue en junio cuando asesinaron a Robert Kennedy en 1968. Y el asombro del rompimiento de un tabú sacudió a Estados Unidos. ¿Cómo se le ocurre a la señora Clinton pronunciar la palabra "asesinato" en medio de una campaña política tan divisiva? Y claro, con la posible lectura entre líneas de que el asesinado sea el posible primer presidente negro - que ya ha recibido amenazas de muerte. No creo que la familia Kennedy vea en adelante con buenos ojos a la señora Clinton. Y Clinton cada vez se ve no solo como una pésima perdedora, sino como una alma amargada. Le urge terapia. Solo espero en Dios que a Obama no le pase nada, o si no....
Esta noticia me recordó otra, recientemente publicada en Inglaterra: cuervos que se juntan y pican a becerros hasta la muerte, para luego devorarlos. A estas tetricas aves ya no les gusta la carroña y los insectos, ahora matan becerros... Copio del Daily Mail:
'High in the darkening sky, a flock of enormous ravens swoop and swirl - narrow black wings stretched wide, heads protruding forward and huge hairy beaks scything through the air.
Every few minutes they let out deep, throaty, honking calls as they soar effortlessly, circling around until, finally, they spot their prey and swoop.
But forget dormice, voles or even small furry rabbits; these sinister looking birds are feasting on something far larger - newborn lambs.
And instead of hanging around for a few discarded bones or a forgotten carcass to pick and claw at, they've started killing live farm animals - by pecking them to death, in horrific scenes reminiscent of Daphne du Maurier's The Birds, turned by Alfred Hitchcock into one of the most chilling movies of all time.
Throughout Britain, traumatised farmers have reported a sudden and disturbing rise in the number of livestock being attacked by ravens.
Esta noticia me recordó otra, recientemente publicada en Inglaterra: cuervos que se juntan y pican a becerros hasta la muerte, para luego devorarlos. A estas tetricas aves ya no les gusta la carroña y los insectos, ahora matan becerros... Copio del Daily Mail:
'High in the darkening sky, a flock of enormous ravens swoop and swirl - narrow black wings stretched wide, heads protruding forward and huge hairy beaks scything through the air.
Every few minutes they let out deep, throaty, honking calls as they soar effortlessly, circling around until, finally, they spot their prey and swoop.
But forget dormice, voles or even small furry rabbits; these sinister looking birds are feasting on something far larger - newborn lambs.
And instead of hanging around for a few discarded bones or a forgotten carcass to pick and claw at, they've started killing live farm animals - by pecking them to death, in horrific scenes reminiscent of Daphne du Maurier's The Birds, turned by Alfred Hitchcock into one of the most chilling movies of all time.
Throughout Britain, traumatised farmers have reported a sudden and disturbing rise in the number of livestock being attacked by ravens.
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