With the hysteria of the latest slew of attractive, young women being castigated socially and emotionally, I thought appropriate that I introduce myself.
Hi. My name is Ace.
I kill animals.
Actually, I’ve killed thousands of them. At last count I have killed over 50 whitetail deer and 14 mule deer. Many of them were non-antlered deer – females.
Last year alone I shot over 50 pheasants, 44 ducks, and 31 Canada geese. I have killed far too many Snow geese in my lifetime to count.
I have also been to Africa four times.
I have killed a great deal of game in Africa as well, including the leopard in the above picture. Each year, I also send clients there to shoot things like elephants, lions, rhinos, cape buffalo, and leopards.
Here is something that you will not hear many people say… I enjoy killing animals.
Let that sink in.
It seems that nobody else will admit it. I am not “crazy,” nor am I “cruel” or “a “masochist.” I’m just like you. I have a home, bills, job stress, a dog (although mine finds things for me to kill and brings them back to me- he loves it, too).
I am highly educated and not a “drunken hillbilly.” Much of the time I wear a suit and tie to work. Yes, I feel a sense of pride and accomplishment when I kill a trophy big game animal or when I make a good shot on a gamebird.
Last year, my oldest daughter killed her first deer and her first goose. I was exceptionally proud. As a matter of fact, all of my children are killers, and I couldn’t be happier about it.
We, as hunters, need to stop “dancing around the issue.” Yes, I eat almost everything that I kill, and, when it is not possible for me to take the meat, I make certain that every usable parts of every animal I have ever taken is used in an effective way.
I do not generally eat varmints or predators (and we kill a lot of those as well), but I did eat the leopard. It was very dry and tasted like pork. It would be much easier to go to the grocery store. Before the current administration came into power, it would be cheaper too.
Now, it’s about a push.
When I am not hunting, I am generally thinking about hunting, except when I’m fishing. Although, many times while I am fishing, I am also thinking about hunting. For thousands of years man has pursued animals for sustenance and trophy value as demonstrated in pictographs discovered in locations worldwide from thousands of years ago.
That brings up another excellent point. I also kill a lot of fish. While I enjoy clean water in streams, the environment, and experience, I really enjoy fried bluegill fillets. I have eaten my share of bass, both largemouth and smallmouth, and when it is legal, will keep legal fish to eat the vast majority of the time.
I make no apologies for what I am– an apex predator that practices sustainable harvest of abundant natural resources.
On several occasions, I have gone out into a feedlot and killed a sheep, pig, or cow to be butchered for my table.
It’s certainly not the same.
As Jose’ Ortega y Gasset proclaimed in his “Meditations on Hunting”
One does not hunt in order to kill; on the contrary, one kills in order to have hunted…If one were to present the sportsman with the death of the animal as a gift he would refuse it. What he is after is having to win it, to conquer the surly brute through his own effort and skill with all the extras that this carries with it: the immersion in the countryside, the healthfulness of the exercise, the distraction from his job.
I have a direct connection to my food, and, unlike the majority of people that are out there (who seem to be increasingly judgmental), my protein has only one step between plains and plate.
I believe in all of the good things about hunting as well.
I believe in hunting as effective conservation tool. I believe in hunting as a means of sustenance and feeding my family. I believe in hunting for the health of both predator and prey species, including us, as most people do not realize the number one animal killer of man is the deer – in the form of automobile accidents.
I also would not do it if I did not enjoy it.