hesitate to get political, I doubt I’m the best at it, but I feel OK here among friends where any hunter should agree to become practiced in contesting what could be called the elephant in the room. Left unchallenged, this elephant pesters away until, heaven forbid, one might envision solving it with a baseball bat — a solution I am sometimes inclined to vote yes on. It consists of critics who conveniently marginalize hunting as an all or nothing tug-of-war in which one side celebrates death while the other condemns it. Convinced to have concisely diminished hunting in that manner, they
