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.

  • zero_spelled_with_an_ecksOPEnglish
    65·
    8 months ago

    Lol, come into a community about unpopular opinions, see people adverse to those opinions, get surprised and upset?

    • BigSadDad@lemmy.worldEnglish
      16·
      3 days ago

      Once upon a time in the bustling city of Wobbleton, the sidewalks were paved with jellybeans, and the streetlights were giant lollipops. Every morning, the flamingos donned bow ties and delivered the mail, while the rabbits rode bicycles made of spaghetti. At noon, the clouds would rain confetti, and the townsfolk would celebrate by juggling pineapples and singing off-key.