I’m not talking about the consumption of animals here, to be clear. What I’m talking about is spending days and a bunch of money planning to kill something, doing the killing, and skinning/eviscerating what was killed, and often displaying the stuffed corpse. Hunters and fishers refuse to admit they’re obsessed with taking pleasure in killing something.
Miss me with the “tradition” stuff, it’s just peer pressure from the dead and a fallacious argument. Don’t tell me it’s to eat, like I said, I’m not talking about the consumption here, so please prove to me you are literate by not bringing up that point. And don’t tell me you’re respectful to the animals you kill; I don’t believe the planning, stalking, and killing is a good way to show respect.
So you’re totally cool with outsourcing the killing of animals so that you can eat them, but draw the line at harvesting the meat yourself, eh? Animals from factory farmed meat plants live absolutely miserable lives. Participating in that industry is far more psychopathic than being willing to expend the time, and money to harvest your own meat, and being willing to be close enough to the process to completely understand exactly what you’re doing when you eat that juicy steak.
There are hunters who eat what they harvest, and trophy hunters. Trophy hunters are far more rare these days. They’re pretty open about the fact that they’re pursuing a trophy animal to kill them for sport. They’re probably not reading your post, and they don’t care what people think about what they do. Are they psychopaths because of that? Probably not, but they definitely lean more towards the apathetic side of the emotional spectrum.
I met a dude that was a trophy Hunter. He was Mormon. Had some crazy ideas that the entire planet was given to people by God or whatever just to exploit and take. Fucking crazy.