Hi fellow hunters!
Great conversation. I'm struck by the topic title:

Of course, Hamlet was talking about suicide. But, who's the biggest "pest species" on the planet? The most destructive "invasive species"? That's right, us. And, to some extent we are hunting ourselves when we hunt animals. In one of Ted's videos (I forget which one) he talks about hunting being a part of who he is in the world spiritually. He doesn't elaborate just mentions it. It's one of the things that drew me to him. I've hunted pests and, for food. I'm more comfortable hunting for food. But, that's no judgement on pest hunting. Like I said, I do it. One of the ways we are able to destroy things that look like us (Two eyes, two feet, beating heart) is to objectify them. It's a psychological defense and there's nothing wrong with it. When we ask our troops to kill we can't, also, ask them to feel the humanity of the enemy and have a breakdown on the battlefield every time they do what we've asked them to do. C.S. Lewis talks about our society robbing young men of "the joy of battle". Hunting and war are, of course very different. And, yet there is something similar as well. There is something in us that loves to hunt, to kill. And, there is something in us that feels wretched about this. Our relationship with the "prey species" has been evolving in context for a very, very long time:

Joseph Campbell says that our relationship to the prey species is the origin of the religious dimension of our life. Anything can be distorted. Objectification can enable genocide, like in Rwanda when people became "cock roaches". We ARE different from animals. And, equally, we are NOT different from animals. No human being on this planet can separate him/her self from taking violently from the earth and wild animals. Flicking on the light, burning fossil fuels, buying a package of meat at the supermarket, how much habitat was destroyed for the soybean field that made that tofu burger possible?

We hunters take first hand. Our currency is blood. There is an honesty in it. And, it makes us better people. I enjoy the kill as much as the next guy. But, I also, give thanks. Sorry for the ramble! I'm home sick today and I love talking about this stuff! And, just a note: the last thing I want to do is involve this conversation in Judgement or Offense. We're all brothers and sisters here. The internet can be so difficult for real discussion and this topic can be divisive. Peace and Love to you! "The unexamined life is not worth living!"