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Sunday, May 8, 2016

The 8th day of May


Today is the 8th day of May 2016 and it so happens that it is also Mother's day.

On this day in 1945 the European theatre of World War II ended officially with the unconditional surrender of the German Army.

Many a mother cried bitter tears of sorrow, because their sons would not come home. Never again..
Others cried tears of joy since now they knew that their sons were safe, that the killing on the battle field had stopped.

Today, 71 years later, we celebrate the day, dedicated to all mothers, but give nary a thought to the more important anniversary of the end to the slaughter of men, women and children who, judged by the regime, did not fit into the ideas of the National Socialist movement.

Yes, I said “slaughter” !
These are the cold numbers of civilians and disarmed soldiers murdered during the approximately 12 years of Nazi rule, first in Germany and then throughout Europe:

Gypsies:                                                      20,000
Jehovah's Witnesses                                      2,000
Institutionalized disabled                          250,000
Serbian Civilians                                       312,000
Polish Civilians (non-Jewish)                1,800,000
Soviet Prisoners of War                         3,000,000
Soviet Civilians ( non-Jewish )             5,700,000 
Jews                                                       5,900,000
Total:                                                   17,184,000

I am sitting here, staring at these numbers and wondering how this was possible.
Quite aside from the huge numbers of soldiers killed in combat, these were the civilian victims which the Nazi killing machine murdered.


Yes, by all means, let us celebrate our mothers, but, on this day, let us not forget those, whose lives were cut short by an organization of criminals, aided and abetted by large numbers of henchmen.

(numbers published by:
Simon Wiesenthal Centre, US Holocaust Memorial Museum,
Anti Defamation League. a.o.)

Bertstravels

Elephants at the Runde River, Gonarezhu National Park, Zimbabwe




The early morning sun touches the top of the Chilojo cliffs and turns them a bright pink.
A family of Elephants have come to the Runde river for a refreshing drink.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Preparing the Ground for Seeding


The job half done !
The modern farmer no longer relies upon  a single plow
pulled by an ox. 


He now uses a tractor with a multi-blade attachment.






The Farmer, The Tractor and the Plow.



Friday, May 6, 2016

Kids of Kenya




...on a Country Market...


... a little Massai...

Thursday, May 5, 2016

who is smarter: The Scientist or his wife ?

At first blush one would think that the scientist is the smarter, because he accepts only that which he can experience by sensual perception.
On second thought one has to accept the unexpressed reasoning of his wife:
She sees a flock of sheep, somewhere around 50 in number, and she sees them as "all shorn".
Although she too is aware that she sees only one side of the sheep, she considers it as highly unlikely and certainly against all experience that a farmer would only shear one side of his sheep.
Furthermore it is against the law of probability that all sheep, if shorn only on one side,  would stand in a way which shows only the shorn side to the street.
The Scientist's wife has obviously used more scientific thinking, by considering not only what she can experience through her senses, but she also considered what established practice of sheep shearing tells her as well as the above mentioned Law of Probability.
So, let's hear it for the Wife.

Bertstravels
drives on the other side of life
and never sees "shorn sheep"

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

The Scientist and his Wife:

A scientist and his wife are out for a drive in the country. 
When they see a flock of sheep his wife observes: 
"Oh look! these sheep have been shorn"
"Yes", replies the scientist, " On this side"

                           ***********
as Bertstravels said:
can't argue with that.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

More Birds

Once I get started, it seems I cannot stop.
Maybe I should go back to Africa to photograph more birds.
There are uncounted more which remained unpicturecd.



The "White Headed Vulture"
sits on, or near, the highest observation point, 
from where he can see "and smell"
carrion from up to 10 km away.


The soulful, sad call of the "Mourning Dove"
can either keep you awake or send you off to sleep
with its seemingly unending repetitious calling.


"Burchell's Glossy Starling" changes colour 
from greenish-blue to blueish-green
depending on the angle in which the sunlight hits it.



The "Little Bee Eater" makes bees his/her almost exclusive meal.


Once more: The "Purple Breasted Roller."
Shown again because it is so beautiful.


This may also be its second appearance


and last but not least, The "Sparrow - Weaver"