Saturday 17 December 2011

A Little Fantasy.

I’ve just taken a walk to the post box and back, and nearly the whole time I was out the air was full of the incessant banging of gunshots. It brought to mind a little fantasy I have occasionally.

The beaters drive the birds from their cover until they panic and take flight, only instead of flying into the killing zone as they’re supposed to, they turn through 180° and head off in the opposite direction, leaving the men with guns silent and bemused. Wouldn’t that be a triumph for humanitarian values?

There are a few things about human nature I find difficult to come to terms with, even when I understand them. The gratuitous killing of animals is close to the top of the list.

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