Monday, November 15, 2010

"I hunt for the meat!" Oh, Really?

It's opening day of the firearms deer season and Michigan's massive peace time army clad in orange is on the hunt. But first a few things about me to set the record straight. I am a non-hunter.  Never have hunted. Probably never will. Maybe some day when I am retired and living in the mountain cabin of my dreams I may  hunt grouse and eat them. Deer? That just won't happen. Maybe it's just a touch of the Bambi syndrome, wimpy me not wanting to take a shot at a big eyed gentle creature that stares at me.  I do eat meat. (I like my ribeye steaks well done.) Many of my friends are hunters and I think the majority of my outdoor writer friends - and some very good friends among them - are deer hunters.  And here is where I am going with all of this.  There is more than a some slice of hypocrisy out there among the hunters who blabber on and on that they don't like the killing, they don't look at it as sport, "We do it for the meat!"  Really?   Then why all the boasting rights about who hangs the biggest buck on the community "Buck Pole" and why all the attention to the mounting of  the head of big bucks, and why the display of big racks on autos and trucks coming home  from the woods with their trophy? And corner bar talk of "Going to lay me down a really big one this season" sure does not sound like it's all about the meat. And look at hunter related magazines: the pages are full of pictures of the biggest dead deer with macho type poses of the meat-gatherer. Well,  got to stop my rant now. It's off to the corner grocery store to get myself a trophy size monster ribeye. Maybe I'll tie  it to the hood of my car to show the world my success in gathering meat. And then after dinner I'll mount the bone on my wall to record my conquest.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good one Jonathan!

November 15, 2010 at 8:45 AM 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too funny and too true!! I'm with you on this one Jonathan!

November 16, 2010 at 8:00 AM 
Blogger Sandman said...

What, nobody have the guts to post their user name. I suspect both comments are from the same person. I don't hunt anymore since if I am not going to eat them, why blast them away. I believe the hunters that have to prove their manhood by mounting the big antlers on a wall have some fears of their own about their manhood. Soon we'll be seeing plastic antlers from huge racks sticking up out of beds of pickups instead of the real thing.

November 17, 2010 at 11:21 AM 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good point! Nothing wrong with enjoying the activity of shooting the biggest animal you can find, from a tree, with a high powered rifle. Might be a little more sporting to do it - on foot, with your bare hands, but then we'd probably be complaining about deer overpopulation :)

November 24, 2010 at 10:07 AM 

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