Hunting 3

I do eat meat from time to time, so I don't want to be a hypocrite here, but I also know far too many angry middle-aged white guys who seem to take some sort of cathartic pleasure in blowing the s**t out of defenseless animals in the woods. I currently live in the Somerset County area of NJ, much of which is still rural, and during deer-hunting season, the woods are infested with these guys stomping through the underbrush, rifles at the ready. If I had kids, I'd have a lot of fear about letting them play outside. The upper-crust types out this way have their own peculiar customs when it comes to the "sport" of hunting...namely, there's the annual "fox hunt", an event they advertise with great fanfare. Sounds like a lot of "fun"...obscenely-rich dandies in silly caps barreling down on horseback after a tiny, terrified animal. I used to fish, but haven't engaged in it for several years, as I always felt a bit guilty about my catch thrashing about in the cooler and suffocating to death. I always ate what I caught, but it bothered me. I guess it's better that we let these people take out their frustrations and aggressions on deer, fox, and other 4-legged creatures; wouldn't want to read about one of them on a rooftop "hunting humans". Still, I think their time and money would be much better spent on psychiatric help, to be perfectly frank.