As winter
approaches in the Midwest, it’s time to shine light on a practice that’s controversial,
even offensive to many. It is the tradition of hunting. Specifically, deer
hunting. Each year, men, women and older children enthusiastically take their guns
and bows into the wild hoping to bag a deer. Now I don’t hunt, but here’s the
thing: I have a hard time harboring negative feelings about it and here’s why.
From providing food
(meat) and clothing (fur), to even creating tools (bone), hunting has been an
ancient way of being for humans. Many believe there’s no longer a need to hunt
animals in America. After all, there are other food sources, artificial and
plant-based materials for clothing, and plastics and metals to forge tools. They
say hunting is cruel and civilization has evolved beyond the need for such
primitive practices. Not so fast.
Hunting taps
into the core of who we are as a species. According to Natural Selection, we’re
the product of two million years of evolution, with about 400,000 years as homo
sapiens species, better known as modern man. We evolved as hunters (and
gathers), and like it or not have become the most effective, most adaptable predators
on Earth.
I’m
uncomfortable with the term ‘sport’ being applied to hunting, but if it is for
food, I’m all for it. A hunter’s connection to the earth is often stronger than
the average city dweller. You cannot simply stroll into the woods and shoot a
deer. The landscape must be read, understood, and listened to. Then again, there’s
the increasingly popular business of “canned hunts,” in which so-called hunters
stalk and kill animals in enclosed areas. The practice is disturbing,
especially to hunters who have respect for the animals they take down.
Hunting is a ritual
for some. Whether by stalking or ambush, it’s not so much the killing that
drives this brand of hunter. Instead it’s the ‘woodsman’ spirit associated with
the tracking, identifying and taking aim on the prey. The kill is the end result
of a long process that begins before game is even spotted.
Now to the meat
of things: I get antsy when folks claim hunting is inhumane. That’s because many
of those naysayers conveniently look the other way when it comes to the way food
corporations breed, raise and slaughter livestock. These days, most people who
eat beef and poultry purchase it in a form that looks less like food than it
does shrink-wrapped Play Doh. In fact, most of us go to the meat counter with
no thought to how the animals they consume lived – which typically is in warehouses
with no natural light or ground, nor adequate space to roam. In some cases, they’re
caged with no way to even move.
Of course, all
this fuss about the merits of hunting presupposes that I’m referring to the
kind of hunters who take themselves seriously. The ones who study and prepare for
the hunt. The ones who take down game for reasons that extend beyond their
desire to show off 10-point antlers. It’s understandable the complaints brought
against ego driven trophy hunters and the I’m-a-real-man-because-I-hunt types.
I’m ardently opposed to killing lions and tigers and bears, etc., for the sake
of a congratulatory wall mount. But to never kill an animal for food or
clothing?
Nothing is
liability free. The environmental and energy price we pay to manufacture synthetic
materials for garments (think polyester, nylon and pleather), and to house livestock
by the thousands can be significant; in some cases toxic. There are costs
associated with every ethical and social position, and it’s helpful to keep
this in mind when we think about them.
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