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In reply to the discussion: I don't get hunting... [View all]Eleanors38
(18,318 posts)I have killed plenty of deer, dove, squirrel, etc for consumption and the pleasure of hunting them. But the actual killing act does not spur some unmentionable pleasure in the loins. I am happy that I make a skillful wing shot, but in that second I am watching the bird's fall so that I can retrieve it. Then I am happy for the experience.
With deer, I am absorbed with correct breathing, proper rifle form, aim, stance and bullet placement (on/in the vital area). The act of killing is complex and deserves a measure of orthodoxy. Is it exciting? Yes, in the since that my breathing must be consciously controlled, my heartbeat is accelerated, and my movements subject to trembling. Yet even here it is best to "call the shot:" Through the reddish flame front, the kick and the world-filling report, you should have an instant snapshot of where the cross hairs lie on the deer's body. This better ensures a clean kill (the deer goes down on the sport, or runs maybe 70 yards and falls, never again to rise).
Maybe this is what some call taking pleasure in killing, sharing with ancient humans the same emotions coursing through the blood. Is it really "pleasure?" Is it ambivalence of the highest order? Will I grow tired of it? I don't know, but it is in us whether we choose to experience it or not.