No bull – really
Every now and then, what goes round, comes round. In this case, a guy who makes a living torturing bulls in front of large crowds, before someone else kills the poor beasts, got a little taste of the sharp end of the stick. To be fair the bull was aiming for the brain but it was obviously quite a small target. Bastard survived.
“Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter’s honor.”
Ernest Hemingway
