I DO NOT GET TROPHY HUNTING 09/19/2009
![]() I grew up between the city and the mountains my whole life. My father hunted every year providing us with our yearly source of red meat with elk and venison. I was no fan of the overly cooked steaks. My mom and siblings and I had to help my father pack out the meat. He built a wood shack we called the meat house where he hung the animals to finish skinning them. He did all the processing and packaging himself. It was part of my father's contribution toward keeping food on the table for our family. We didn't have a lot of money. So, I understand hunting from the perspective of "needing" the food. I do NOT understand killing for sport and trophy. How does a rational, healthy minded person look at killing that gorgeous lion and pose for a "look at how powerful I am!" photo? What kind of twisted ego and heartless soul is that? When I was a child, my parents and I would visit this rich oil family who had a summer cabin near us. They went on African Safaris (this was in the 60's) and I remember seeing pictures around their place with the Mrs. and her elephant gun sitting on the leg of a huge and beautiful (but quite dead) African elephant. I was horrified and confused as a child that someone would fly half way across the world to go to a continent (that I longed to visit) for the purpose of shooting one of the most gorgeous, emotional, intelligent animals on the planet for any reason, much less as a trophy and for some lousy photographs. It's barbaric that trophy hunters feel what I can only guess is a sense of triump and empowerment by killing and then capture their kill for posterity and ego showings by posing for photos with their dead victims. In the 21st Century man vs. beast?! Come on! Are there people out there who admire these killers? I won't even go into the whole stuffing and wall mounting the poor animal. That's a whole other level of creepy and aghast. It's too much restraint for me to try and write about calmly. These people must have such empty, ego centric souls. Okay... off to microwave my coffee and take a few deep breaths... Add Comment |


























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