With the internet blowing up with stories about Cecil the Zimbabwean lion slaughtered by that monstrous dentist in
Texas Minnesota (my bad, I stand corrected) I got my National Geographic yesterday and there was story about taxidermy. I’ve always found the practice creepy. Seriously, I don’t want anything dead in my house, but understand it serves a role. Anyway, this was one of the pictures in the story. Okay, I can comprehend that there are people who love the “thrill of the hunt.” Though how challenging could shooting a giraffe be? How the hell could you miss the thing? But why in the hell would you want to bring dead animals back to your house? I love animals, and I grew up in the country where men routinely hunted deer and birds for food. I have no beef with either of those. Those people were always very responsible, and the fees they pay in licensing and such help the state maintain the wildlife. With deer in particular, they’d be overpopulated and most likely starve if there was no responsible hunting, but why would anyone want to live in a house with the bodies of the animals they’ve killed. The dude in this picture is from Texas too, and he claims his hunts helps with conservation, and maybe it does, but damn if it doesn’t seem sick as all hell to me.