Deer season opens Monday in these parts.
Can't say I'm much of a hunter, but I have a lot of respect for the folks who are. Around here, hunting isn't so much a "sport" as it is a way to fill your freezer on the cheap.
It's also very much a family activity. We know families where if dad can't take the kids hunting, mom will. Kids learn how to field dress a deer by their mid teens.
Hunters understand that a sentient being died so they could eat meat. It's easy to lose sight of that when you're buying your steaks and chops at the supermarket. The factory-farmed meat you buy at the supermarket in most cases comes from creatures that didn't see a ray of sunshine till they got in the truck that took them to the slaughterhouse.
Karma favours the hunter.
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