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Originally posted in December 2021
The cartoon below does not seem the slightest bit
like fiction to me.
I heard the heart-wrenching, spiritually devastating,
unending wailing of a pheasant whose mate Bart
-- who was completely domesticated -- had killed for
sport while I was out of sight.
My dogs have always known that they are not allowed
to take one step towards wildlife. He was strongly
scolded -- apparently strongly enough -- as there
were no further tragedies.
Hunting creates devastating emotional suffering.
Roughly speaking:
Without hunting, wildlife populations eventually self-
regulate. The proclivity to breed is dependent on the
environment. With planning, our farms would survive;
and all lives would be better. We can co-exist better
with wildlife if we were more willing.
The DNR plants crops solely for the purpose of spurring
excessive population growth of deer so that people can
shoot them for pleasure.
As an aside:
The meat from recreational hunting is costing hunters
60 dollars per pound, not including expenses for
hunting property, hunting cabins/shacks, hunting trailers
or time spent on the activity or time spent traveling.
Even the most efficient hunter cannot compete with the
cost of eggs or milk (or livestock meat) when they walk
away with 70 pounds of venison -- with the costs of
lying in wait, hauling, butchering, making cuts,
wrapping and storing.
The meat from recreational fishing is costing fishers
830 dollars per pound, not including time spent on the
activity or time spent traveling.
The money issue is an aside, as the term "recreational"
is hard to accept. Long ago, I had the experience of
casting into shore as part of rock-bass fishing, and it
was a bit of fun -- much like playing horseshoe. But it's
not fun for the fish, who did not sign up for it.
It's bad enough that there is carnivorism, and bad enough
that humans ever hunted or fished to survive. But sport?
Even "catch and release" fishing causes extreme trauma
during the capture as well as frequent episodes of
agonizing death after fish are released.
My uncle Lester hunted annually his entire life. Then,
at age 82, he had a doe in his rifle-sight when he
suddenly saw the doe for what she was and couldn't pull
the trigger.
Little Audrey and her air rifle
4 min 23 sec
Set media player volume to 100 and speaker volume to 20.
Cartoon begins two seconds after clicking "play".
I simply cannot understand this:
"I guarantee you he can't shoot
pheasants like I can" - Tim Walz
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