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[apocalypsos]

I knew it was time to come home from PA when my mom started in on her anti-deer-hunting rant and I, being me, started an argument. My mother is of the following two opinions regarding deer hunting --

1.) Cute, helpless animals should be protected at all costs. However, when driving, aim for possums.

2.) Anyone who wants to hunt can go to the freaking grocery store. Because as we all know, a life of confinement, cages and fences followed by a death and dismemberment at the slaughterhouse is infinitely preferable to spending your entire life free in the wild before someone shoots your ass dead.

My mother also wondered in a fit of exasperation why they don't arm the deer.

I pointed out their lack of trigger fingers. Surprisingly, she was not amused.

Comments

[akacat]

I only have one argument against deer hunting:

Most of the idiots who hunt them don't bother to eat them!

I'm happy to say that my uncle the non-idiot *does* eat what he shoots. Unless he misses and hits a tree. He doesn't eat trees.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Exactly. Those people shouldn't be anywhere near a hunting rifle.

But my mother likes to pick fights on the subject with my uncle and grandpa, both of whom eat what they shoot. I'll never forget the day I opened the downstairs freezer at Grandpa's house and saw a squirrel wrapped in tin foil on the top shelf. Now, that'll make you question what Gran's making the hot dogs with.

[akacat]

It really can't be worse than what the corporate hot dogs are made of!

[errantman.livejournal.com]

My cousin hunts (to the extent that you can hunt in california). One day, and I don't know all the circumstances, he pissed off a bear by some means other than taking pot shots at it. I'm willing to believe it was an honest mistake.

Either way, he had to shoot the bear. So he brought it back to the semi rural house that overlooks a river where he lives with his mother, and prepared it in whatever means you prepare such things. I just know that he filled both freezers for over a year.

The next morning, my aunt wakes up, and goes out onto the deck to look down at the river, as she starts every morning. My cousin put the head of the bear directly below the deck... Suffice to say that my aunt screamed so loud she woke up the neighbors.

[jennybunny.livejournal.com]

They do arm deer, with hundreds of pounds and antlers. hehe

[glitterdemon.livejournal.com]

My general thought is that anyone who eats meat doesn't have much room to complain about animals being killed for the purpose. Unless you're a vegetarian, shut the fuck up!

[cmstephens.livejournal.com]

Which they subsequently use on cars. Just ask my sister, whose car was at a complete stop when a deer pretty much just walked up and planted its ass on the hood of the car.