I was charged by an elephant once. It was an adult bull elephant, though not an enormous one, but still… And I was in the back of an open Land Rover and not on foot, but still…
It was an experience I will never forget: four or five tons of dark gray flesh rushing at me, kicking up dust and flaring its ears. My head and my chest shook with the beast’s perturbed trumpeting. There and then, albeit in an incipient way, my belief in the hierarchical nature