You honestly have no idea do you?I doubt it takes a great intelligence to hunt with a rifle. It's not exactly hard to move silently, take cover and be downwind.
I'll let the others here who hunt or even just do basic target shooting take this one.
You honestly have no idea do you?I doubt it takes a great intelligence to hunt with a rifle. It's not exactly hard to move silently, take cover and be downwind.
There's an interesting hypothesis, put forth in the great book "Born to Run" and other places, that modern humans displaced the likely smarter and stronger Neanderthals because we were better runners. Lighter, better heat dissipation, the right tendon structure in our necks to support our heads, better lungs and diaphragm, and so on. As the planet warmed, our ancestors became the most effective predators on the planet for one reason: We could run every other animal to heat exhaustion. A fit modern human, one that can run a 10K at 80°F or more, can out run everything. It still takes enormous skill and probably cooperative hunting, but we can do it. The Neanderthals couldn't and they eventually lost out.If you were to take a large group of physically fit and strong, but mentally mediocre, humans and a large group of very bright, but physically mediocre, humans and plop them down in most survival situations, I would put my money on the bright group having the better change of prevailing over their surroundings, even if that included the two groups being pitted against each other.
On this topic we agree, trophy hunting usually ends badly.I actually have idea, you will never prove me that trophy hunting is right which is the topic I'm generally talking about, you are constantly avoiding it and switching it constantly to hunting for food.
No one wants to prove to you anything other asking you to be able to think from others perspective.actually have idea, you will never prove me that trophy hunting is right which is the topic I'm generally
But then you aren't certain what you're consuming!I am grateful and very lucky that somebody else kills the food I eat.
Do you think I can't tell the difference between a chicken and a cat just because it's behind a clear plastic wrap?But then you aren't certain what you're consuming!![]()
I was thinking along the lines of chopped, formed and pressed... tissueDo you think I can't tell the difference between a chicken and a cat just because it's behind a clear plastic wrap?
I apologize! - such is reflexive of neither my intent nor attitude!I think you insult me.
Good move!Fifty years ago, I was told by a cook, "Never eat anything you can't recognize." and I don't
--Emphasis Added--Not even when I'm an inmate in a hospital!
Better and better!I never eat any kind of sausage or ground, "beef".
I don't even put, "dressing" on a salad unless I made it myself.
Speaking for myself (i.e. my comments in post #150) 'twas merely 'mis-assumption' on my partcmartinez has said things about my diet, which I have never discussed on any website, unless maybe I was raving about the food I grow in my back yard or the fish I caught. I don't know where you get these ideas.
Aha! So you are a physician of some sort!--Emphasis Added--
Um... Ok...--- So now we're 'even', may we call a truce?
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#12 Maybe she's resident of lunatic asylum with internet privileges and she thought you learned her secretAha! So you are a physician of some sort!
(Else you wouldn't find a personal reference in my statement.)
It's all fair play with HP and me cuz sometimes she says I'm like a young nurse RatchedI think a lot of people here fit that description.![]()
That makes a connection to HP's sensitivity to the word, "incarcerated" every bit as well as assuming she's some sort of physician defending the decorum of the profession.#12 Maybe she's resident of lunatic asylum with internet privileges and she thought you learned her secret!
I would say, "It's all fair play between you and HP."It's all fair play with HP and me cuz sometimes she says I'm like a young nurse Ratched![]()
With neither desire nor intent to confirm or deny speculation as to my 'day job' -- Let's make it this:Aha! So you are a physician of some sort!
(Else you wouldn't find a personal reference in my statement.)
I would like to clarify: the doctors don't hold me hostage, the insurance company does. Any attempt to leave without "consent" results in denial of payment. Then I get stuck with the outrageous gouging done to, "uninsured" people. I understand the responsibility of physicians the establish certain facts before they take responsibility for setting me free, but the idea of leaving AMA has been quashed by the insurance companies. Imagine the price for 18 days as an in-patient, including two ambulance rides and a seven Tesla MRI from my cranium to my coccyx. (I can't.) After the financial dust settled, I got out of that scenario for $150.
I'm talking about my squished disk injury of two years ago (this week).
When I became conscious, my only desire was to leave. I don't like hospitals because I have never been in one unless I had a life threatening trauma, a life threatening illness, or I was watching a relative die. If I can walk and feed myself, I want to leave!!
This phobia was exacerbated by the food. Breakfast was two bowls of, "gray". I think one was grits and one was oatmeal, but I'm not sure. I like corn, but there was nothing to add to the fare. No butter, sugar, fruit, milk...nothing. So I subsisted on one cup of coffee per day and a few crackers that were in a bowl, leftover from yesterday's supper. Having been unconscious for 14 days, I was desperately hungry, but I wouldn't eat their Con-Agra Brand, "mono and di-glycerides with carageenan", and I never discovered when or where any other food was available. Besides, it was probably, "mystery meat". So I sat and waited, spit out their pills, and plotted my escape. I planned it thus: On the first day of consciousness, I emerged in a wheel chair. On the second day, I showed myself in public using crutches. On the third day, I walked unassisted. I left at 12:01 AM 0n the fourth day. I waited until that hour and minute as a concession to their greed for one more day of billing.
To them, it's all about the money. To me, it's more like P.T.S.D. and I'm incarcerated.
If I can walk and feed myself, I want to leave!!
You really shouldn't rile me like that prior to my AM Meds!#12 Maybe she's resident of lunatic asylum with internet privileges and she thought you learned her secret!
Ya know -- You should actually view the old-time moves to which I make references prior to taking offense!It's all fair play with HP and me cuz sometimes she says I'm like a young nurse Ratched![]()
My perspective on trophy hunting is that I don't like trophy hunting if that is all that is happening. But as long as the overwhelming majority of the meat is used and preferably most of the rest of the animal (the hide, etc.) as well, then I don't have a problem with it (as long as it is done legally -- I'm not talking about poaching protected species here). There are hunting guides out here that specialize in having arrangements in place with various places specifically to ensure that most of the animal is utilized regardless of how much or how little the hunters themselves want personally. The meat often gets donated to homeless kitchens and the like.I actually have idea, you will never prove me that trophy hunting is right which is the topic I'm generally talking about, you are constantly avoiding it and switching it constantly to hunting for food.
I disagree. Not everyone can replicate this rifle shot ....I doubt it takes a great intelligence to hunt with a rifle.
It's about placing the round where you want it to go, not "spray and pray" you hit something.Craig Harrison (UK) of the UK’s Household Cavalry killed two Taliban insurgents from a distance of 2,474 m/2.47 km (8,120 ft, or 1.54 miles) in November 2009. It took the 8.59 mm rounds almost three seconds to hit their targets, which were 914 m (3,000 ft) beyond the L115A3 sniper rifle’s recommended range. A third shot took out the insurgent’s machine gun.