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It’s hunting season around here. The other day my son’s best friend complained bitterly that he will be required to go out into the woods and kill things. He hates it, but he will do his best because that’s what is expected in his family.
My own grandfather was an avid hunter, but by my generation, it had fallen by the wayside. It’s given me a different perspective on things like deer. Yum.
Mostly, though, I wouldn’t even be aware of it anymore but for the camouflage clothing in the department stores.
Do you hunt or know any hunters? Do you think it’s a barbaric practice that should be irradiated, a useful past time, or irrelevant?
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