Is it just me, or is hunting really really really stupid? I mean, what is wrong with these people? They feel like "men" going around shooting and maiming innocent deer and rabbits who are going about their merry business of trying to live inoffensive, quiet lives on God's green Earth?
Awhile back, my Mommy heard some gunshots and called the police. Now, my family's estate (i love calling it an "estate"...sounds so aristocratic) is basically a house surrounded by forest and floodplains, with plenty of wildlife around. We found out that the shots were from some hunters who had trespassed on our property to get their rocks off by slaying some wolves or something. Naturally, my Mom had the police throw them off our property, and they were given a warning not to trespass in the future. Ever since then, every once and awhile, around my Mom's house, i hear gunshots off in the distance. And I know it's these damn hunters killing some animal or another.
Awhile back again, I had the opportunity to meet an American who expressed shock when i told him that i didn't hunt (I'm not trying to single out Americans here. God knows, Canada has it's share of lunatic hunters as well). He said, "You're Canadian, and you don't hunt?" I forget what i replied, but i remember it being something far less caustic than it should have been. Almost in the same breath this guy was going on about how he was a Christian and went to church every Sunday (Not trying to single out Christians here. I'm sure all religious affiliations have members that are equally hypocritical). Anyway, he was talking about how he liked to go out to the woods with some buddies and hunt for deer (Not trying to single out deer here. I'm sure all animals are equally attractive to hunters).
But, of course, there's the paradox. How can a human being, who claims to be a rational, caring, member of society, then go out and murder an animal in cold blood?
And of course the unimaginative retort by these idiot hunters is always: "Well...what are you, a vegetarian or something?" Ooooh...good comeback. And so original. Like you've caught me on that technicality...never considered that. But the thing is this: I can accept that people kill for food. Society has been doing that for thousands of years, which is how hunting started in the first place. I can even understand hunting for clothing...leather hides, etc. Or even things like ivory from elephants, or crocodile skins (I don't condone it but then i really don't know much about the situation. Basically i wouldn't condone killing an animal for anything other than food). But even poaching and things like that i can understand to a certain degree. The motivating force behind them is money. These poachers in Africa or wherever, as reprehensible as their actions might be, at least have the motivation of providing for the family as an agenda.
But these backwater simpletons in their pick-up trucks, and their laser guided assault rifles that go out and kill for "sport"...what kind of blood-thirsty animals are they? What do they have, an insatiable appetite for death or something? Have we not evolved enough as a species yet to universally frown on this kind of mayham? I hope the next hunter who goes out to shoot a deer simply for the pleasure of having something to do on a sunday afternoon, accidentally trips on a barbwire fence and decapitates himself. How's that for sport? Drunken idiot hicks...
Anyway, any comments...
s.
Awhile back, my Mommy heard some gunshots and called the police. Now, my family's estate (i love calling it an "estate"...sounds so aristocratic) is basically a house surrounded by forest and floodplains, with plenty of wildlife around. We found out that the shots were from some hunters who had trespassed on our property to get their rocks off by slaying some wolves or something. Naturally, my Mom had the police throw them off our property, and they were given a warning not to trespass in the future. Ever since then, every once and awhile, around my Mom's house, i hear gunshots off in the distance. And I know it's these damn hunters killing some animal or another.
Awhile back again, I had the opportunity to meet an American who expressed shock when i told him that i didn't hunt (I'm not trying to single out Americans here. God knows, Canada has it's share of lunatic hunters as well). He said, "You're Canadian, and you don't hunt?" I forget what i replied, but i remember it being something far less caustic than it should have been. Almost in the same breath this guy was going on about how he was a Christian and went to church every Sunday (Not trying to single out Christians here. I'm sure all religious affiliations have members that are equally hypocritical). Anyway, he was talking about how he liked to go out to the woods with some buddies and hunt for deer (Not trying to single out deer here. I'm sure all animals are equally attractive to hunters).
But, of course, there's the paradox. How can a human being, who claims to be a rational, caring, member of society, then go out and murder an animal in cold blood?
And of course the unimaginative retort by these idiot hunters is always: "Well...what are you, a vegetarian or something?" Ooooh...good comeback. And so original. Like you've caught me on that technicality...never considered that. But the thing is this: I can accept that people kill for food. Society has been doing that for thousands of years, which is how hunting started in the first place. I can even understand hunting for clothing...leather hides, etc. Or even things like ivory from elephants, or crocodile skins (I don't condone it but then i really don't know much about the situation. Basically i wouldn't condone killing an animal for anything other than food). But even poaching and things like that i can understand to a certain degree. The motivating force behind them is money. These poachers in Africa or wherever, as reprehensible as their actions might be, at least have the motivation of providing for the family as an agenda.
But these backwater simpletons in their pick-up trucks, and their laser guided assault rifles that go out and kill for "sport"...what kind of blood-thirsty animals are they? What do they have, an insatiable appetite for death or something? Have we not evolved enough as a species yet to universally frown on this kind of mayham? I hope the next hunter who goes out to shoot a deer simply for the pleasure of having something to do on a sunday afternoon, accidentally trips on a barbwire fence and decapitates himself. How's that for sport? Drunken idiot hicks...
Anyway, any comments...
s.