Another Black Rhino Dead — And We’re Supposed to Just Carry On?

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Erongo Region, Namibia – 6 November 2025

Ja nee, here we go again.

Another black rhino bull — shot in the head like a target at a shooting range. Left to rot on a custodial farm near Omaruru. His horns, worth half a million Namibian dollars, hacked off and vanished into the shadows. No arrests. No suspects. Just silence and the stink of death in the bush.

You know, this wasn’t just some animal. This was a creature older than most of our fences. A bull that’s probably seen more dry seasons than some of us have had birthdays. And now he’s gone — not because of nature, not because of age — but because some greedy coward wanted a payday.

Ag man, it makes you sick.

We talk about conservation, we put up signs, we do training, we fill out surveys, we nod at meetings. But out there in the veld, the bullets still fly. The horns still vanish. And the bush bleeds quietly while the rest of the world scrolls past.

This isn’t just a crime against wildlife. It’s a slap in the face to every ranger, every farmer, every Namibian who still believes that our land is worth protecting. It’s a betrayal of the spirit of this place — the soul of the desert, the heartbeat of the mountains.

So what now?

We wait for the police to find someone. We hope the horns don’t end up on some rich man’s shelf in Asia. We pray the next rhino isn’t already being tracked.

But let me tell you something — the bush remembers. And one day, it’ll bite back.

What You Can Do:

• Support local anti-poaching units — they’re underfunded but fighting hard.

• Share this story. Let people know what’s happening in our own backyard.

• If you work in conservation, tourism, or farming — speak up. The rhinos can’t.